Nobody cares. Why should I keep going?
They smile and they nod and they say
they care, but I cannot believe that they're
telling the truth. I have millions, billions in
money. Who wouldn't want to benefit from
that? Who wouldn't want to benefit from
having a hacker as a best friend?
Convinient, isn't it, how my favors are never
returned and my questions go unanswered?
I'm just stuck here, for the rest of my life,
on a stupid boat out in the middle of nowhere,
playing Wesley Crusher to their overrated
Captain Picard. Why I bother to keep trying,
I don't know. Nobody does. Certainly not
for my parents. They don't care at all.
Why should they? I'm a failure anyway.
Didn't do well enough in school, was always
an embarassment in the social circles,
couldn't fulfill their expectations of a
perfect son who would outshine everyone
in the world - except them. And now I'm
stuck here, where everyone wants the
skills of the wonderkid. No one wants the
wonderkid himself. Just his skills. The
hacking, the intelligence, the scientific
genius. No one sees the loneliness, the
sadness, the anger at a world that doesn't
care for me. But I can't stop caring about
them, because they're all that's left for me.