what am i really working for?

where am i?

i even seemed worse than the thomas in f4...

where have you been, my boy?

why are you feeling sad about these things?

this ought to be happy things...

but why are you so sad?

why you have to hide you sadness?

why you have to pretend that you don't care about it?

i know you care...

where are you?

should i keep working for it?

boy?