Cars pass by, because the people driving them have places to go to, somewhere to be. Living in this world is great when you feel that you're part of it. I asked god to help ease the anguish. But the truth is there isn't anything there to begin with because it's just emptiness. I feel hollow, so no wonder it won't go away because there's nothing to take away, no anguish to ease. I'm afraid to go to sleep because I won't know which one is a nightmare and which one to be more scared of. There are so many kind caring and beautiful people in this world, and when I look at them from afar, I feel like I can never say goodbye enough.