We are just shells of who we used to be,
Or does that condition pertain to only me?
We are empty kids with broken minds,
Oh wait, you all have the normal kinds.
I thought I was like you,
But that seems untrue.
It seemed that we were the same,
Yet you don't even know my name.
To be alone is enjoyable,
To be lonely is deplorable.
I know I am horrible,
It is not curable.