I feel so irrelevant, lifeless to be exact. Over and over I think about my existence, and the purpose I've been given to be able to walk this earth. Sometimes I feel the things I exhibit, the little things I perform are so insignificant to everyone. Countlessly have I zoned out in the presence of other people wondering. I wonder to the extent where I can hear nothing else but my own thoughts and the sound of my heartbeat gradually increasing in speed. The wonders and questions I pose are endless, moving from thought to thought into a much larger picture. I wonder, what would it be like if I was never here to begin with? What am I supposed to do now? Do they ever think about the same things I do?
I kind of feel, alone.