A letter from May 31, 2023

The forgotten ones They called out my name because I received glory and fame. Once I revealed my true self no one stayed by my side. Why does the world require a loud spirit to be loved? Can't I just show my love as a friend by writing down my letter to you? They love rollercoaster rides where they go high but once they reach the end everyone leaves. I can no longer accept changes because I'm stuck in the middle. These days it is no longer about friendships. They only care about entertainment and temporary pleasures. I ran. I was hidden in the shadows. I will not blend in with the lost. crowd. They all ended up walking to a dead end. There was no way out.