How to be Lonely (and still happy...)

Some things in life aren't fair

like wealth, status, and company

I find myself lately feeling bare 

as if none of it matters

as if all this time i'm the only one who cared.

 

True I am lonely as a fly

feeling unwanted and a bother 

as I watch and try while others only lie

lie about if they really like me

if they really like who they are.

 

True I am unhappy finding my way

harder than it looks I wish life was a book

that way I wouldn't have to wait and work for my day

my defeat of such an easy life

that somehow brings such pain.

 

Sometimes I wish my life was much harder 

that way I would have reason

like a person who dies for their dreams or even a martyr

they are the people who have reason.

 

Reason to with they were another

reason to feel such unexplained pain.

This poem is about: 
Me

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