Crowds

I hate crowds. When you are in a crowd you lose your individuality. If somebody sees you and somehow notices you, they think, "Oh, just another person. Just another person who doesn't matter." I hate people thinking that my life is not worth living. Call it vanity, but I need to matter! I need to do something with my life! I need to be somebody!!! I need to matter!!!

True

I am all alone.

Surrounded by people, I am all alone.

I am a human.

I am the only true human.

The robots disgust me.

They step on my feet. They don't apologize.

Disgust.

They scream and yell and whimper like children.

Disgust.

They drink and drink and drink till they burst and vomit all over my human skin.

Disgust.

I am not here.

Hate.

Surrounded by robots, I am the only human.

The only true human.

I am unique.

I am alone.

Invisible.

Alone.

Invisible.

Alone.

Alone.

Alone.

Alone.

Alone.