To whom it may concern:
I am writing this to state the departure of my soul
What once was full, now turns a blemished why
I find myself astray
So far from once I've been
These people, I loathe them, yet my fascination keeps intrigue
I AM the one in isolation
The hermit of my own demise
And this is where i bore such thought
Forgotten, yes
Alone .... maybe not