Eric's  pov 

I heard Butters leave for work. He was probably still annoyed at me from last night. Though how could he blame me. I never trusted that sneaky jew and I had every right to do so.

Kyle was a little bitch who thought he knew everything. Everyone called him a great friend but I know he's just an asshole.

"You should stop being an ass to Butters," Kyle had said to me

"Kyle how am I being an ass?" I asked him

"You treat him like crap, while he let's you live in his house," He answered sternly.

I thought about that conversation a lot. Though it was just Kyle acting as if he knew everything again. Though it still bothered me a lot. I can't believe he also came to live in the suburbs too. Though I couldn't blame him, everyone wanted to leave South Park and he did too.

I sighed and went down to the kitchen. I was very hungry but it had been a while since I cooked anything. I went to our cabnits to look for anything edible. I found a box of cheerios and took it out

"God, I feel as poor as Kenny," I sighed

I got some milk and coffee and went to the table. I turned on the radio. Unfortunately it was on the stupid old songs station. It was always on this station since Butters loved it so much.

God Butters is an idiot, for some many reasons

I was about to change the station, when the song Hear Me by Imagine Dragons started playing.

Try to hear my voice
You can leave, now it's your choice
Maybe if I fall asleep, I won't breathe right
Maybe if I leave tonight, I won't come back

I couldn't change the station, something about it was stopping me from doing so

I said it before, I won't say it again
Love is a game to you, it's not pretend
Maybe if I fall asleep, I won't breathe right

Self consiously, I started humming to the song. I also began thinking about my current situation. I was sitting down at my friend's table eating dry cereal and half emptied milk,

Can nobody hear me?
I got a lot that's on my mind
I cannot breathe
Can you hear it, too?

I spent most of my time just hanging out here. Either playing on Butters old Xbox or just sleeping thinking about what to do with my life. In other words I gave up. I gave up in life and just decided to die homeless and single.

You kiss and you kiss
And you love and you love
You got a history list and the rest is above
And if you're warm, then you can't relate to me
From the floor to the floor
And the sky to the sky
You've got to love and adore and the rest is awry
And if you're warm, then you can't relate to me

Butters was actually doing something with his life, or at least trying. I was just waiting to die. I remembered being completely desperate after we lost the house. All I could think of was one person

Butters Stotch

So without thinking I drove to Butters place and begged him to let me stay. Butters, out of pity I'm sure, took me in.

I said it before, I won't say it again
Love is a game to you, it's not pretend
Maybe if I fall asleep, I won't breathe right, right, right

After I finished eating and went to lay on the couch. I placed my head on the couch pillow and looked up. For some reason I was too afraid to leave this house. I didn't know why, but the outside world scared me. Which was strange since when I was younger I couldn't give a crap about what anyone said or did.

Can nobody hear me?
I got a lot that's on my mind
I cannot breathe
Can you hear it, too?

Though now, I was too afraid of everyone and everything judging me. People calling me a loser or a slacker fatass. I've become so self hating that everyone else hating me meant so much.

Leave your shoes at the door, baby
I am all you adore, lately
Come with me and we will run away

The stupid song was still playing and it started to make me go crazy. Though I couldn't help but somehow connect with that song in someway. Since in some way I also felt as if no one could hear me in this fucked up world. Before I knew it I was singing too.

Can nobody hear me?
I got a lot that's on my mind
I cannot breathe
Can you hear it, too?
Can nobody hear me?
I got a lot that's on my mind
I cannot breathe
Can you hear it, too?

Maybe Butters felt that way too....