Am I alone?
Does anybody feel the way I do?
Who here understands me?
Will I be alone for all my life..
Surrounded by problems harder than my own?
People who hate themselves more than I do?
Maybe i'm looking at this all wrong.
Maybe i'm not surrounded by people..
Maybe they are lies?
Or am I the lie?
Am I lie that has become alone?
Just like one of my favorite authors said: (AKA- Stephen King)
"Alone. Yes, that's the key word, the most awful word in the English tongue. Murder doesn't hold a candle to it and hell is only a poor synonym.”