I am alone. But it doesn't mean I'm sad. Well, it's what I suggest to be.
I am used to the silence. People ignore me like I'm thin air. Passing by me like they can't see me. But again, I am used to it.
I am invisible. Even how much I try, nothing will ever happen. It is so cold, but I don't know, it feels like nothing. Maybe I got used to the cold too.
I am like a dead person. Cold and lifeless. Maybe, maybe I am.
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