I have nothing to show for this life.

I have nothing to call mine. 

These days I'm always bursting with things to say, but at the same time I never really want to say anything to anyone. 

The best and worst part, I think, is that either way nobody cares. 

If you did not share the fancy meal you ate on your Instagram story then did you even eat it?

If nobody cares about you then do you even exist?