I've been like this my entire life.
I've had to cope with this for as long as I can remember.
All by myself
I had a friend once.
Someone to walk by my side,
He was my teacher.
He stayed with me until he was killed.
It was only one month.
Then I was alone.
So alone,
I can't tell anyone what I am.
But it no longer matters.
The curse spreads,
Like a disease.
Soon it will consume us all.
Then,
Maybe,
I won't be so lonely.