None Existence
By Tyrøne of course. Who else?
I doubt anyone can even fathom the loneliness I feel.
Where are you?
People look at me but they don’t see me.
Where are you?
They hear but they can’t listen to my words.
Where are you?
I have never felt a real connection throughout my entire life.
Where are you?
No one ever understood me.
Where are you?
No one ever will.
Where are you?
I can be surrounded by twelve nice people all at once and yet I’d feel just as isolated as ever.
Where are you?
Why can’t I just be happy?
Where are you?
Why can’t I simply make conversation about some stupid shit and pretend like I’m listening to their stupid responds afterwards?
Where are you?
Why am I looking for real connection?
Where are you?
What the fuck does that even mean?
Where are you?
Shit doesn’t exist.
Where are you?
It shouldn’t matter.
Where are you?
It doesn’t matter.
Where are you?
Nothing matters.
Where are you?
Why would anything matter?
Where are you?
Happiness is fraud.
Where are you?
Authenticity is a lie.
Where are you?
It's all a delusion.
Where are you?
I’m delusional.
Where are you?
I am a delusion.
Where are you?
I don’t exist.
Where are you?
I can’t exist.
Where are you?
I’m not even here.
Where are you?
Can you see me?
Where are you?
Do you want to see me?
Where are you?
Of course not.
Where are you?
Who in their right mind would put in an effort to know me?
Where are you?
Would I?
Where are you?
Do I even know me?
Where are you?
Nah.
Where are you?
Too much effort.
Where are you?
I’m invisible.
How about a little secret though?
Where are you?
You see, I’ve always dreamed of meeting someone.
Where are you?
Someone who’d feel different.
Where are you?
Someone who’d make me feel different.
Where are you?
Someone I could have a long conversation with.
Where are you?
Someone who’d want to have a long conversation with me.
Where are you?
Someone who just feels different than others.
Where are you?
Someone whom I’d be certain about my feelings for them.
Where are you?
Someone who’d feel certain about their feelings for me.
Where are you?
And they’d make me certain of their feelings.
Where are you?
Just like I’d make them certain of mine.
Where are you?
I want a mutual connection.
Where are you?
But I’m blank to anyone I’ve known.
Where are you?
Which has made them blank to me.
Where are you?
They’re not as lonely as I am.
Where are you?
They haven’t failed to connect with people like I did.
Where are you?
I guess I’m hoping to find a failure like myself.
Where are you?
Sounds stupid when I say it like that.
Where are you?
I’ve always thought there must be someone.
Where are you?
Someone like me out there.
Where are you?
Who could they be?
Where are you?
Nobody.
Where are you?
I don’t exist.
Where are you?
They don’t exist.
Where are you?
I’ve been waiting.
Where are you?
For thousands of years.
Where are you?
To suddenly meet her.
Where are you?
Or him.
Where are you?
I’ve had dreams of him too.
Where are you?
All I really want is someone who would understand me.
Where are you?
I don’t care about anything else.
Where are you?
This sounds selfish.
Where are you?
And I guess it is.
Where are you?
All I want is for my presence to be enough for them.
Where are you?
So that their presence would be enough for me.
Where are you?
I’m tired of waiting.
Where are you?
They say you should love yourself first.
Where are you?
How much love does it take?
Where are you?
I literally can’t love myself more.
Where are you?
The only person whom I’ve ever had a real conversation with.
Where are you?
Is me.
Where are you?
I need someone else.
Where are you?
I can’t take this anymore.
Where are you?
I won’t say no one cares about me.
Where are you?
The thing is, I’ve never cared about their care for me.
Where are you?
Naturally I keep thinking about how sad people will be when they hear I’m gone.
Where are you?
But I just couldn’t care less.
Where are you?
Nobody matters to me.
Where are you?
Which is why I want to be gone in the first place.
Where are you?
Everyone wakes up to something that helps them keep living.
Where are you?
I wake up to nothing.
Where are you?
I wish I could just live with a smile on my face until I’m dead.
Where are you?
But I can’t.
Where are you?
And I never will.
Where are you?
How are you?
Where are you?
How’ve you been?
Where are you?
Same old questions.
Where are you?
I’m not.
Where are you?
I never was.
Where are you?
I never will be.
Where are you?
Got your answer?
Where are you?
Through text it doesn’t feel that bad.
Where are you?
People can make me smile online.
Where are you?
But as soon as we meet in reality.
Where are you?
No one can talk to me the way I talk to myself.
Where are you?
I shouldn’t be disappointed with the people I know.
Where are you?
But I can’t help it.
Where are you?
I feel horrible for feeling this way.
Where are you?
None of this is their fault.
Where are you?
I’ve never been able to get rid of these dumb romantic dreams.
Where are you?
No matter how much control I’ve gained over my thoughts.
Where are you?
I hate romance.
Where are you?
I should be fine on my own.
Where are you?
But I just don’t feel fine.
Where are you?
I only know one cure to this.
Where are you?
The only way to kill your dreams.
Where are you?
Is to stop the brain that comes up with them.
Where are you?
But what if they’re out there?
Where are you?
What if I’ll never meet them if I’m gone?
Where are you?
No.
Where are you?
No more of this shit.
Where are you?
Giving up isn’t as terrible as they make it seem.
Where are you?
I’m done.
Where are you?
I’m tired.
Where are you?
Fuck this.
Where are you damn it?
Fuck me.
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