do i really care...

i find it hard. hard to believe. hard to digest. maybe a small part of me hopes it isn't true at all. i want to talk. but no one wants to listen. everyone moving along in their own lives. as i fade into the past. people asking weird questions only to receive real answers. do you miss me. nope. why should i. disappears off. i will miss only if there is a reason. what have you done for me that's for me to miss. meeting new people. people who care. and yet don't really care. how much more of this adventure can i take. out with the old in with the new. my case. out with the old, out with the new. all that's left is just me. how sweet. maybe i should really not put out a sinking sign. it simply spoils the beauty of one's canvas doesn't it.