People say that whenever I see things, I see them as ghosts, like REAL ghosts... I even see my dead grandfathers and dead baby cousin... The way I feel being bullied by others, I feel like I'm nothing compared to other people on this damned earth... Especially since there is sin around every corner where people don't really realize it. But now that I have lost all of my friends... I guess I have to live in darkness, lonliness, and pain... Mourning over the dead... People, please... Forgive me for any ideas I take from you... For I shall no longer have faith within... My art... Shall be burned in flames... My art, is no more...