I am being goaded on all sides to fit in.
I no longer care
I will always be gauche and an outcast
All I want is to be forsaken by the world
This world is so sardonic and bleak that i intend to let it destroy me.
My mind is undergoing a schism.
One side for attempting to fit in, the other for the destruction of my life
No one will care until I am six feet underground.
Let my words be a harbinger, to my forsakenment from life.
Let memories fade, I never existed.
Who was I?
No one cares, why should you?