I could have had the world. Damn, I already had the world. I have lived what I dreamed, I have already loved what should be loved, I have lived where I dreamed. I could have had the world. But the world went away and left me here. 7 billion people and I’m just a heavy, muddled shadow. I am the Midas in reverse. Everything I touch turns to shit. And now I gave up. I give up being happy, I give up trying. This is my story, this is my life. But I still live in the “what if”… I tried… That’s it, I’m tired.