It's so ironic how you hate feeling lonely
but can't bring yourself
to be around people either.
That is the story of my life.
On one hand, I get tired
of my own company;
I don't want to hear
my thoughts anymore.
I want so desperately
to be close to others,
to know acceptance.
But fear keeps me alone;
it traps me behind these four walls.
It confines me to my own head
where I beat myself up more
than anyone else ever could.
This is my lot in my life;
this is how it's always been
and how it will always be.