Is this it? Is this really it? It this all my narrow view of reality has to offer? So much information, so much noise. I lay awake so many nights, so many empty nights, just staring into space, thoughts spinning around in my head like a carousal. I feel like an empty shell, I try to engage, I try to interact, but this empty cold void always settles within the pit of my stomach and won't go away. I don't remember the last time I felt truly content, maybe when I was a child, but those days are long gone, and I'm barely holding on. I don't trust my friends, I don't trust my family, I don't even trust myself. How do they do it, how do these people engage in such an inane cycle of monotony? I feel so cold, all the time, I just want to fade away.