I reach out my arms then hug myself as I fall back onto my bed.
I close my eyes my mind and all.
Now I'm deep in my thoughts.
My thoughts my very owns scary thoughts.
If you only know how I really feel.
I'm alone and scared. I don't know why.
I have more than some but I still can't be pleased.
Maybe I'm selfish.
But that still leaves me alone.
If I'm so lucky why am I alone?
Unloved, unwilling anymore.
To be alone by myself while everyone else is happy together.
As I spend another night alone
I'm thinking how did I mess up?
Why am I not like everyone else?
Why am I alone. Why am I not loved?
I hug myself tighter, wipe my own tears, and fall asleep.
