premise: I do n't deserve to be here , or to say anything . When you get down to it , I ' m just appeasing my own conscience . But in reality , When Toonami died , it felt like apiece of my childhood died with it . I realize this is a bit pointless , and over sentimental and down right pathetic , but I ' m that sort of guy . Why does the writer feel like a piece of their childhood died ?
hypothesis: Because the writer does n't deserve to say anything .