Me.

I am not important.

I can be forgotten, ignored, and left behind.
My feelings don't have to be taken into consideration, and I don't need to feel loved or cared about.

I am a ghost.

I have no feelings, I have no opinions, I have no independance. I'm a robot, I'm a sheep, I'm a parasite.

Where do you go when you have nowhere to be? You go Nowhere. You stop moving. And when you stop moving, you cease to exist. You're gone. And sometimes you don't even realize it.

I just wanted someone to hurt as much as I did for once.