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Alone
I'm alone and that's not bad or good
But I'm alone, and it's been this way
For going on two years. My most intimate
Conversations I hold with my walls.
When I cry, laugh, stress, or relax I'm
Always alone. I like being independent,
Part of me is content that my mood
Isn't dependent on another's actions.
Then there's the other part, which wants
to be the reciprocal to another's
Feelings and desires. And that's the
Paradox that defines me, wanting to
Reach out to others while being content
Alone. I think I've lost the ability to
Make friends, so I accept that I'm alone.
