I remember when I was alone
Maybe I was better off back then
When I knew I was alone
Now when I’m not sure
It’s a lot worse
I guess I couldn’t tell
But I didn’t know any different
So it was okay
I think of when I had so much passion
With no one to share it with
And now it’s still there
Even stronger than before
And maybe I am sharing it
With myself and my thoughts
Maybe I am happy
Maybe I’m just supposed to be happy
I do what I’m told
But I’m not told what to do
Sometimes I live for the sake of living
Not because I want to
I guess that’s weird
This is what I’m supposed to do
Maybe it's helped
I turn away and make up things
And put my actions into my thoughts
But I like to do that
Thinking is my favorite past time
I guess that’s weird
I thought it was normal
I read a book that said it wasn’t
That it was good
That’s what the author said
I used to think I would write
I guess I still could
I get too nervous about what I’m saying
I guess that’s weird
I used to be that way about the other things I love
But now I don’t care
I don’t care that I wear t-shirts
I don’t care that I read books
I don’t care that my eyes aren’t blue
But maybe I’m just pretending
I guess that’s weird
Sometimes I think about life
And how now it doesn’t get any better than this
But right now is only okay
If I didn’t think so much I would be happier
But that’s too hard
I can’t sleep at night
I think too much
But I look forward to the sleepless hours
Alone in the dark
Maybe that’s what I really want
To be alone
I wish that wasn’t true
But that’s just me
And I’m not weird at all