It's over - I quit. I'm about as lifeless as it gets. It's not like I'm worth saving anyway. I don't belong here. I never really wanted to be here. Why can't somebody else take my place? Lay me down. I'm so tired. Empty inside. Alive and uninspired. I'm useless - undone. I've written letters to the ones I've loved so much, that it hurts to say goodbye. I don't wanna die, I just don't wanna be alive.