It's obvious enough when you even just look at me. I don't look right or act right or do anything right. Other people want things and do things and have things to say and people want to be around them, people want something from everyone except me. They don't need me. There's no room in people's lives for dead weight like me. I'm useless and pointless. It would be better for me to just stop here and not torture myself by watching everyone else live and be unburdened by any of this and be wanted and cared about while I have nothing.