Movie premiere

I want to go where no one can see me, in a forest or in a park. And I like to cry in the theatre because no one can see me in the dark. This room is dirty and rathrer small, if I left, would you miss me at all? Are you okay? I'm having a ball. A million colours on my canvas, colours they would call horrid. I have yet to meet a person who can love colours so morbid. I never like the movies they played, I never liked their books. I never liked the way they would give me those strange looks. The one thing I always hated were theirs songs, so, so vane. Their shallow, sampled songs always made me feel insane. So, what next? Should I jump into the sea? Close my eyes and hold my breath so I can forever be free.