A/N: I'm depressed today, guys. I'm dramatic, too. So in this combination, I spy an angsty Zim fic...
Sitting here, I notice how stupid I was. I believed them.
I listened and I followed and I sat and I stayed like a good dog.
Now here I am. Truly alone.
It's funny. I believed them so readily, I harmed everyone I had started to grow attached to.
I hurt GIR, Skoodge, Minimoose, Gaz, Dib, Tak...
I hurt them all. It's all my fault because I was their biggest problem, wasn't I?
I push and cracked and broke and smashed and harmed them.
In this cell called my PAK, there's not supposed to be room for remorse. I'm not supposed to see them when I close my eyes.
But I do.
I see them and hear them and feel them.
I see their pain over and over.
It hurts.
So can you help me?
Can you pull me out of this?
Can you?
Or will you leave me to rot like I let them go?