Am I alone?

On top of the hill i feel free
Free from judgement and jealousy
The breeze along my face
Blowing past my soft curls
Flower scent through my nose.
Not ever do i want to leave
And go back to the world full of hate
If only i could sit on this hill
And spend a life full of happiness
But reality comes back to me
And i know its time to take those steps
Back down the hill,
past the park
and to my house where once again im alone in the dark