People are disappointing. As soon as you need them, they're gone. Nobody sticks around, eventually everyone will leave and all that's gonna be left is one person full of broken dreams and lost hope. Trust is a conspiracy theory. It doesn't exist. Sondheim can write pretty songs about how no one is alone, but in reality alone is a common occurrence. I should know by now that rekeying on others is pointless.
Don't you know I'm afraid of thunder? Yet even as the lightning illuminates my dark bedroom, I am still alone.
