I remember the times when I couldn't count all of my peers with the use of my hands. Those times were just full of fun back then.
But now, I don't feel important for those whom I considered as my friends. Maybe I'm just the one who claimed that I really matter to them. Maybe their words which prove that I'm really important were just an irony, because their actions tell the opposite thing.
I don't belong with them. I don't belong with others nor anyone.
I could survive all by myself without their presence. I could live this planet without those users.
And I'm glad. I'm still happy that there's someone who does really care for me — and that's me. And if ever there's somebody who would bravely enter the realms of my life, then thank you, I know soon you'll leave too.
I'll just spend my life with my own self, alone.