Dead. The only word that suits me. Feeling numb, barely alive, and emotionless. I wasn't like this. I used to be happy. I used to wear the brightest smile in the world. I was contented.

I was myself.

But my world changed. Shit happened and the worst part is, it happened to me. Out of all the seven billion people in the whole wide world, why does it have to be me who must suffer such misery?

I walked on the cold asphalt road, wearing no shoes nor slippers. Letting my feet succumb to the coldness.

Red.

Yellow.

Green.

And I go.

"This is it," I whispered into the cold thin air. I hear people screaming the moment I began to move my feet. Cars buzzed their horns and the drivers panicked over my presence. They are lucky for being able to witness how I end my sadness.

Tears welled up as I reminisce the memories I shared with the people I love. As my eyesight began to blur, I saw a vehicle approaching towards my direction.

I smiled bitterly and closed my eyes, letting the tears fall freely.

Goodbye.