But they know. They all know. And what am I against so manyโฆ?
I said: I must remember this, being small.
Do we always grind through the present, doomed to throw a gold haze of fond retrospect over the past?
I felt dull and flat and full of shattered visions.
All I want is blackness. Blackness and silence.
I want to be important. By being different. And these girls are all the same.