Surrounded by life but everything’s grey wandering in emptiness I wallow in the pity I received from those around me that I didn’t even want or ask for, thrown at me from their inner confusion of what I am. Smiling faces around me I know I’m not wanted and I don’t even care. I never knew of love only what I’ve seen in movies, detached from all emotion and everyone and everything around me. I only know the cold and the familiar whine of the sorrowful wind that flows through the trees chilling my spine and leaving me colder. I’ve accepted I don’t belong and the fact that I’ll be gone from this plane before I know it, but until then I’ll only know the cold, as it’s all I have and all I’ll ever know.