Just that one person, who is always left behind, always suffers. Just that one person, who tries to be kind, but is given hatred in return. Just that one person who can't break out of sadness. Just that one person who doesn't want to wake up in the morning, because the world of dreams, even the darkest, is happier than the life I lead.

This is a derelict account. This is the only trace I leave, because someone needs to know how I feel.

"Your albatross, let it go... when you just can't shake the heavy weight of living..."