Ladies and gentlemen, I stand here infront of you tonight. Gathering the last of my strength to speak up, to reach out, to break away from the silence of my mind. Would there be anyone to even listen to the words I’m about to say? A message from the bottle, full of hatred and despair.

I have always lived in an empty home. A hollow life, free from it all. “You’re lucky,” my friends often told me. As if growing up full of money would prevent a child from feeling lonely. What they didn’t know, is that despite all the freedom in this world, the only thing I managed was to shut myself in a void.

See, my parents separated when I was a teen. A decision that led me to force my little budding wings. His new wife, her new life, and healthy newborns once in a while. I swear I felt happy about it. Until I realized, wait a minute, is there still a place I’m supposed to fit?

They promised they won’t forget me. “We’ll see you as often as we can.” But the days ran fast and the visits went slower. It didn’t even take a year to learn that always turns to never. And when they saw me standing fiercely on my own, they sent endless bricks of cash and smiled. “We’ve always known you’re a strong girl.” But oh mother I am telling you, you can sometimes be wrong. On Mondays I take mom out for dinner, on Wednesdays dad and I watch his favorite films. Every week I go on a shopping spree, and every day I pay for a 5-star meal. I'm constantly blinded by expensive little things. Sold my soul to luxuries to forgive all their sins. But with every penny I spent I remember the way they left me. Unwanted, unattended, like a broken remnant, stuck in the pavement.

Even if I sleep on top of a mountain full of gold, there’s no escaping the fact that my story is still untold. I can’t breathe from this emptiness, I’ve been drowning for years. Can somebody please ask me how I’m doing, I’m begging on my knees.

Ladies and gentlemen, let me end it with this. Being forgotten is one thing, and being left alone is another. So tell me, how would it feel, to be stuck alone in the middle?