I am lonely.

I always am.

Sitting here thinking about everything.

I wonder what others are thinking.

I wonder what others think I am thinking.

I wonder if they at least thought of me at least once.

I wonder what that is.

I wonder how is it like to hear everyone's mind.

Will it be chaotic like my mind?

I can't stop thinking.

I feel bad for my brain. Will it ever bleed from too much pressure?