I'll go back

I’m just a boy really. Living in this dead city by myself. If only I could meet someone. That’s what I feel needs to happen.
I’m scared too…I’m scared of lots of things. Outside my front door it is a big wide world and I don’t know any of it. Everywhere is intimidating and people just don’t seem to care.
2 people at work are leaving and that scares the shit out of me. I worry about who will replace them. I worry that I’ll be left alone with the extroverts.
My my…where is life leading me?
A few weeks ago I would have told you that I was about to jump into a glorious summer of opportunity but now there’s nothing and I’m sad as hell about it.
When I was training this week I had to walk down a long corridor and it really stunk. I saw guys walking around with beards and glasses with uninspired wrote all across their faces. That building is hell. Herds are seen every day clocking in and clocking off. Sitting in the same damn dining area and eating the same damn meals.