It’s funny, really, how in the end, I realize that I’m a very apathetic person. Either that, or I really do have my own world. Yeah, I might be part autistic. I’ve been trying to give a damn and somehow, the message never gets across. Like I’m screaming my lungs out in an extremely isolated place or something. It’s like being an oasis in the middle of the desert, only that no one ever sees the oasis. And since no one ever listens to what I have to say, I’ve learned to shut myself inside a shell and talk to myself instead.
Then people have been prodding me to come out of my shell. But I don’t listen. They didn’t listen when I still cared. Now, I don’t care.
