Clipped wings on a lonely boardwalk.

Not sure what the hell I'm doing anymore. All I know is that everyone's gone. I hate this place. Yet I can't stop myself. All I have the energy to do is dig my pretty hole and sit in it, just like this. I can't deal. When did I become so lost? And why the fuck does nobody care?

They all know. They all see. But I'm really not important enough to anyone, so...