Memoirs of the first day.

A little bit nostalgic.
A little bit alone again.
Feeling not good.
With a black tie and a lot of angst.

Suddenly,
silence.

They have nothing to offer.
They are purely nothing;
They watch me, and sometimes laught at me.
But they don't know the truth.

Back to the hugs and all that stuff.
Fuck.
I'm gonna be paranoid.