i’m searching for a reason, a reason why i exist.  i’m looking for an answer, that i’m about to give up.  i don’t need you to tell me why, because your reason is not good enough for me.  i want to find my own answer, because i know you can’t help me.  trying really hard, not to be alone.  but loneliness is my only friend.  right now, i’m just thinking why.   why is it that i am still here?
would you really miss me if i am gone?
and if you do…what would you miss about me?

-you don’t even know me.