A/N: Everything has already been typed. There are three chapters, so just wait patiently.
[Attempt One]
Left behind. That's what I am. The world moves so fast. I wish everyone would just calm down. Slow down. Stop.
Yes. Stop. That'd be wonderful. Can you all just stop? It'd be so much easier. If only—
Did you know? Did you know that in this world you can't really trust anyone? Nope. Not a single person can be trusted. Because humans are fickle creatures. There one day, gone the next. Yep, yep. The only thing they made that was permanent was a footprint on the moon.
Actually, scratch that. There's one more thing that's permanent. The past.
Ah. The past. What a beautiful thing. If only I could go back.
Oh, but I can. Dream. Close your eyes and dream. Let's walk down memory lane together, shall we? Praise. Praise, oh how I've missed you. Oh, but to feel praise you must feel failure. That explains it. Why I don't ever feel that feeling accomplished anymore. I'm too perfect now, aren't I? Too perfect. Too perfect.
I turn to him; me. "I always choose the right path, don't I?" I laugh and he laughs. We're like old friends. Laughing at each other's lame jokes. Ah, how I've missed this. Oh, but do I? I don't quite know myself. Ah, how troublesome.
But this is just a dream. Just a dream, yes, yes. What a shame, what a shame. I wake up. What a shame.
In a couple minutes I'm standing outside. The street looks like memory lane so I laugh. Looking up and down the street. No, he's not here. Of course. Two beings cannot exist in the same place. A couple walks past. How strange. She's with someone else already? It's only been a couple years.
My, my, how fast life moves. Is that fun? I watch a crow fly by. Where's it going? What's the hurry? There's no hurry. Just calm down. Slow down. Stop. Haha. If only, if only.
I go back inside. The kitchen. Yes. To eat. People eat to live. Life. Ah, what a worthless thing. I stare at the fridge. Food. People eat food. But instead, I turn and take a knife.
Knives. How useful. Do you know how easily knives can take lives? Ah, a useful thing taking a worthless thing. Perfect. I will try this.
What to try it on? Let's see. Ah, this arm will do. Over the sink, it'll be easier to clean. Ah, the knife is so smooth. So clean. Across the skin. Oh, it opened. What a beautiful color.
Ah, there's a song trapped inside. I've opened it. The song is spilling out. What a wonderful tune. Wonderful, wonderful indeed. Ah, what's this? It's getting darker. Oh, but the song, it's getting louder. A beautiful tune. Yes, yes. What a shame.