Picture generated by @wakeupkitty
Hello Ryan, I've been in the neighborhood and saw you guys are planning on playing basketball, I was wondering if… okay I guess not.
(The boys walked out laughing as though I wasn't even there)
I want to have friends, I really want to, but they all would not even give me a chance to show what I can do.
No girl wants me around, no boy wants me around, the dogs look at me and go on rampage.
What's left in this world for me, I just want to leave, but I can't no matter how hard I try. I want to make a difference, but everything I touch dies.
I'm a freak with no one to talk to, I thought death was the alternative, I took my own life just so it would end, but ever since I did I can't say what I have become
I'm a living shadow with no body, people are scared whenever I come out in my day shadow form my form became a cause of fear and anguish, where as all I wanted to do was rest in peace.
Instead I have been watching souls journey to the afterlife whilst I'm stock as a shadow in the city of my demise.
The living won't help me, the dead won't help me, there's nothing for me among the living or the dead, I am a lifeless shadow with no peace.
Did I do something wrong? I never choose to be born, I only choose to die, but it was all caused by everyone who rejected me, and suddenly it's my fault, and I must pay for a sin I'm not aware of.
If you are reading this, You're in-between life and death, maybe you can help me, so please help me 🥺.
THIS IS PURELY FICTIONAL AND MY RESPONSE TO the Freewriter a picture is worth a thousand words challenge.
I see the strange looking man as someone who is in where he's not supposed to be but can not go to where he needs to be. It's clear that he needs help.
