I'm writing a different story now
The waiting man found a different purpose
He doesn't need someone's hand to hold
He doesn't want to make the world a better place
He just wants to enjoy the company that he gets
The friends that actually matter to him that check up on him
The outcasts the outcasts
The Forsaken the Damned the bastardized
People that doesn't give to go to parties or drink much
I know drinking doesn't solve the crippling depression
It doesn't help with anything