There's a future I can't see, a blank canvas before me, it's like it wasn't supposed to exist... or was it? Can't tell if it's bright or dark, misty fog enveloping, making my view hazy or am I just too lazy? To raise my eyes and start gazing at the path I shouldn't be taking into the nothingness, worthless existence I've been living. Makes me wonder if my choices really mattered or were just noises disrupting the harmony of others? Am I destined to fade, be forgotten and cast away? This always happens to me, solely, purely, unlucky me.