From tons to none 

No one talks about the loneliness of being lone

The Loved being alone but hating the lonely 

 

No matter how much I see or talk to you 

I will always be an outsider 

We’re in the same space yet separated by the glass

 

I blame the distance and the sickness 

I blame the world, I blame myself

Why can’t I be like everyone else?

 

You say not to compare 

 But how could I not? 

Everything is compared to something 

 

It’s in Human nature

They decide what’s good and bad 

What’s useful and what's not

 

I have decided on the not 

Or was it decided upon me? 

It doesn’t matter now 

 

I’ll sit here wondering how 

I went from having everything

 to nothing