Listening to sad songs don't make me sad, I make me sad. Or perhaps more accurately, melancholic.
Currently wide awake at 2.30 in the morning, I'll go to bed, lie down and let my thoughts wander till I finally fall asleep. Tomorrow, I'll wake up and go meet some friends and I'll laugh, smile, talk... and come back, pretty much the same person with probably the same thoughts.
Where do all the lost souls go? What do all the lost souls do?
Anything we do is only a distraction? To distract us from everything else. To distract us from the fact that what you're doing really doesn't matter. We keep ourselves busy, to prevent ourselves from realising this.
For those who think that you do not belong in this world, you are not alone.