The sad Truth is, I am, and often have been sitting here, watching as life has passed me by.
I often cannot help but feel passed over. Unfortunately, those whom I actually thought, seemingly understood me, gave up on me when I needed them The most. Sadly, no matter how much I Tell myself that was a past that I was never supposed to be in, I still have silent urges to go back. Back to hell, back to pain and dark thoughts. Back to sadness.
Stay away from then, Glen, stay away.
