Me, a miserable boy, just roaming this world, cloaked in a cape of sadness and negativity.
Me, nothing more than just a spec of dust.
Me, sitting here, being the failure I am.
I'm so lonely...yet not alone, cause you came into my life.
We only talk on HP, but I already consider you a close friend.
You care about me, you are there for me in times of sadness.
To you, and to everyone else who (silently) cares about me, I wanna say: Thank you for keeping the knife away from my wrists...