Born to be alone

[Crematoryy]

How disturbing it is to know that no other sentient being understands me. I am the only one who has known my pain, and I will never forget the magnitude of that pain. I feel immense loneliness when I notice that my burdens remain hidden, and that my most sincere thoughts remain unintelligible to the rest of the world. I have always been alone. I never had anyone to love; anyone to touch; anyone to sleep near. I abandoned the meaning I had once built in order to survive. I feel that I am incapable of loving again after so much suffering. Yes... I know... this world is so unfair. Social class is the most determining factor for human happiness. Look at me, I couldn't even choose my own name. This body, and this life, do not belong to me! Perhaps I should cause the greatest possible devastation along with my death. At least in my own dreams I could be loved by imaginary people. That is the only source of connection I have experienced.