Deranged

To a lonely person, company seems bliss
to me it feels deranged
hiding behind a veil of imagery
never wanting the truth to be free.

A simple sentence would set this plan into motion
one that will cause tears to run down one's cheek
mine or yours we shall soon see
but till then you'd be oblivious about reality

A simple truth so painful it scars the mind
like razor blades cutting fresh vines.
Evil, Dark, demeaning this may be
but in reality, it is not what you see

Think a little harder, dig a little deeper
that this simple secret will be set free
keep on reading down the following lines
maybe something important you would find

i do not wish to be your friend anymore
for this friendship has no meaning and yet fulfilling
maybe there could be a company
of 2 people, just you and me.

-jd-