I got out of the hospital a few days ago.

But I have absolutely no where to go.

I'm just walking aimlessly through the city of Daegu, a pair of sweatpants and hoodie, the clothes I had been wearing before I woke up in the hospital two years ago.

I heard the company got taken down.

It's funny because I don't even feel happy or relieved.

I just don't really care.

Hands in my pockets, my feet carry me somewhere and no where.

It's already pretty late at night, I'm tired and I don't have a place to stay for the night.

As I slowly sink down against an alley wall, I think of ending it all.

What is my point in living anymore.

I have no family, no home, no dreams...

Tears start to spill from my tired eyes before I quickly wipe them away with my dirty hands.

Shit what am I even here for anyway.