Hello, journal, it's me, It's been a while since we've talked About my life and stuff. Let's start with my feelings about my friends. Oh, wait, I don't have friends! There's a whole lot to me and I can't reveal Because they don't know what it's like to Live... for-... Ever... and for- Get who you even are and What do you even think about anything? How can anyone relate to me When they cannot see what I see? My vampire eyes see only blood... red... skies; Blood red skies make tears inside that I always hide. So, I walk alone... In... my... mental home, I can't let on—