At the end of the day, I will always be like the broken keys of a piano, unable to play a tune. Pieces of white and black that cannot seem to fit or complement each other.
My keys play notes that can never create a melody. Just bits of noise that that disturbs the soul.
Honestly, I am very thankful for the people who have been so patient with me and who have tolerated all my sudden outbursts. I really have no idea why you even bother making friends with me but thanks I guess?