Rephlect

The only update is I lost the people I care about the most, I’m trying for once in my life, and things have changed. My music is great, I’m making decent cash, and taking care of my family and filling the space my grandpa needs me too. Being there for all of them.

But I’m still as lonely as the child who posted here for the first time. Nobody sees me. Nobody hears me. And nobody talks to me. My peers don’t care and my employees don’t care. My best-friends are gone or dead. My girl doesn’t care about me. My family doesn’t care. I’m here to provide and that’s it. That’s a man’s job. To provide. Not to feel. Not to heal. Not to think. Not to talk. Not to be heard. Not to feel loved. Not to matter.