I've been assigned to suffer on the pages of a ruined manuscript, a tortured tome soaked once in the sea of serotonin tears. And I will never mean anything, but my God, I just wish I meant something. I wanted to be important, but the years will pass no matter how I fight. I want to live to 25 with nothing but the ocean in my eyes. I will never mean anything, but my God, I wish I meant something.