Sitting here, waiting for the train to park in the depot, I can't help but feel a little emo. It's just me and my thoughts, surrounded by goth vibes. I see a few girls nearby, all with that amateur style that screams individuality. It's a bittersweet moment, perfect for reflecting on those darker feelings. Sometimes, it’s hard not to think about the edge of things, even feeling a bit suicidal. But in this spot, there's a weird comfort in the chaos.