The light at the end of the tunnel doesn't exist.

 I have been told by a friend before that the light at the end of the tunnel is there, and they could help me get there. I believe this won't be true, I don't see efforts, plus it is not worth being helped to get far. I'm just extra weight, a burden, a nothing. A heap of nothing that should never be carried, because if you do. You'll just not get anywhere. Whatever I may say when I say "thanks", is not a thanks, and is just an attempt to cover stuff up underneath this mask of smile and happiness. 

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