what if i told you i've tried, would you believe me?
i give up now.
i'll call this a turning point.
nobody bothers listening to me.
i'm irrelevant unimportant and worthless to talk to.
its no wonder.
i'm just someone who still cant understand what the world is coming to.
what happened to friends and family.
what happened to trust and honesty.
guess that never existed.
i just thought it did.
i went back to drawing again.
its the only way i feel like i can express myself.
not through words.
but dark shadings,
vivid lines
in black and white.