There is dust falling over the people and there faces are wicked with age. I looked at the old man, no longer resembling youth. It got lost somewhere amongst broken bones and sagging skin and insanity. I just wished to god that I was somewhere warm, but it has been grey for a while and I want to know someone who can be the same as me, because for a while I felt okay, but it is so sadly easy to be left behind. Like an old man, who hobbles and smells awful and is no longer appealing to pretty girls and he doesn't know what will make him happy.