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I'm a ghost.
I am within and without.
I blend as another face within the crowd.
I can enter and leave a public place and there's a high chance that no one would even notice I was there.
I am expendable.
I could disappear without a moments notice and the world would still spin. Time would tick on and the remainder of life would continue living.
I am not special.
I could disappear and no one would lament for me as if I was a treasure lost to time.
Why would anyone?
Who would?
What's the point?
Maybe this is a call for help. Maybe this is just some stupid, angsty rant. Maybe none of that even matters anyway.
I'm just another voice shouting into the void.
Who knows?
Who cares?
I'm a ghost, anyway.
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tiramisu
People will remember you though. People around you (even the ones you don't talk to) think of you more than you think. but you're right,, you aren't necessarily special because no one is. I don't know what you're going through as I am a stranger on the internet but I really wish you the best. There are things you haven't discovered yet that might thrill you and there are people out there you will love. You aren't as alone as you might think because many people share that loneliness.