The day was cold, the breeze brushing the dirt from my hair. I had fallen into a ditch late last night after I had a brawl with a tall dark haired woman in a bar near downtown. The bartenders kicked me out thinking I was the one who started the fight, but it was actually her. I was left with nowhere to go, so I decided to walk around the lamp lit streets. I didn't drink that much so I still had an idea of my surroundings. I walked down the lonely sidewalk pass the lake and pass the library. I had no where to go so I might as well just wander around. I think I walked around for a good 2 hours until my feet gave in and I had no idea where I was. I passed next to a trashcan and I looked around, realizing I was in a park. There's was no one around which wasn't a surprise because I was pretty sure it was well pass 3 am. So, I decided to lay on a bench and take a nap. Now that I'm away I can see that that was an awful choice because I woke up laying in a dirt ditch not too far from my bench, which is why I am now covered in dirt. I have no idea how I got there but I honestly don't care. I actually don't even care about myself. My life is ruined and I have no where to go, where do I go? Do I still have a home? No, I don't. I have nobody. Nobody loves me. Nobody likes me. Who am I anyways? Just another lonely soul walking around these streets, i am nobody. What's my name? I can't even remember… actually I do remember, but my heart is better off not remembering anything about my pathetic self. I am nobody. A face to remember but who abandoned the name. I am what's her face… I am whatshername.