That was all I am worth. A dog. Strayed.
No time, no guide, no love, no nothing.
The people who should mean the most to me, they don't mean anything to me. Let me roam blindlessly in the dark on my own but still shout that they are with me. Millions of miles away. Damn hypocrites.
So everyone can stop telling me things they don't mean. Stop claiming you love me or you've been there for me because no one was there for me. Just stop.
If you can no longer find me, I hope it's fine by you. Because it's fine by me.
