Would they notice if I never came up?
If I never talked?
If I never ate?
If I never left my room?
If I left this world.
If I only left my corpse behind.
How long would it take?
How decade would my body be?
Would they care?
Would the morn?
Would you notice?
Probably not, right?
We don't know each other.
We don't talk.
Why would you care?
Why should you?
Why would you morn?
I'm not important to you.
You don't need me.
You don't know me.
You have your own life's.
You have your own worries.
I don't know if I would notice.
I don't know if I would care.
I know I wouldn't morn.
I don't know if I would feel.
I'm breaking down slowly.
I'm in constant pain.
I've never stopped crying.
I've never stopped dieing.
I've given up hope.
I've given up love.
I've given up happiness.
I've given up peace.
I've given up freedom.
I've given up life.
I've given up on me.
