The world is a hurtful place and it seems that no matter how hard I try to express myself, I go unnoticed. So for a while I have become a mindless, passionless, and hopeless puppet. I feel like if people would just acknowledge that something is wrong, and made an effort to find the real me that maybe I could show that there is a person in this hollow shell and find a reason to care about myself. Because really, why should I care? 
