It’s the feeling of being trapped under glass just barely visible, but nobody tries hard enough to see you. To scream but not be heard; to cry, but not be comforted; to live, but feel like everyone thinks you’re dead. To be like a ghost, and fall away, forgotten, or just not noticed. It’s to be like so many people; it’s to be like me.
Person A: “Hey, are you OK?”
Person B: “Yeah... just lonely?”
Person A: *hugs person b* “I’m here if you need me.”
when you have no one. you have no one to talk to. no one to hangout with. just no body. not evenyour parents. and you start to realize that this is what life is now and you can’t help it because no one cares about you.