and i just have to sit here and wonder what i am to anyone, and i can't see myself as anything hur a burden, and so in my mind i have to be useful, so i throw myself away, so i make myself a toy, so i try to make everyone smile, so i bleed for people who don't care about me, so i just keep walking, it's not the way i wanted to go, but here we are deep in the woods, no other paths are around me, so i guess i'll keep walking
