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Don’t They Know

They say I’m lonely because I am alone

They say I haven’t tried falling in love just because I have no significant other

They say I haven’t truly had my heart broken because I’m single.

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But don’t they know I’m at my happiest when I am alone?

Don’t they know that I’ve fallen one too many times for the wrong person?

And don’t they know that single people has had their hearts broken more often?

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Loner

I’m not lonely

I’m just a loner.

I love being by myself

Always preferring to be alone.

I’m Sad

I smile and sometimes laugh

But deep down I’m sad.

They see a bright and happy gal

But they don’t know I’m sad.

Not out loud, just secretly kept,

I am sad.

I play pretend and deny it to myself

But the truth is, I’m sad.

– Maria Michaela –

Lonely, Lonely, Lonely

I’m a lonely girl

In a lonely world

Full of loneliness

In a lonely room

How lonely can one person be?

Lonely Lonely

And they called her the lonely one

Because she had no one

Because they all believed that everyone

Has to have a someone.

But she survived on her own

Because she was anything but lonely

The Idea

And on he went by telling me that he has fallen for me

I ask him why, what made him look my way

He says the mystery of me is a curious thing for him

So I say,

“You are not in love with me.

You are in love with the idea of me.

Of the what could be, what will be, what you and I could do,

Or would do. Of the idea that I could be it, the one, the lifetime.

You are in love with the future that has yet to unfold, which most girls might like

However,

That is not what I see.

I see the now, the boy who has no idea of what he truly wants.

The boy aimlessly moving along and bringing along whatever he is attracted to.

I see a boy lost in the fairytales hoping the princess would come and save him from loneliness.

That is not what I want.

I want a man who can stand on his own

Who agrees to disagree with me

Whose idea is like and unlike my own and respects it

A man who battles with me, for me, and will stand by me

A man who has sense and intelligence and emotion.

You may not see the difference”, I said to him.

“Because you are a boy who still has yet to grasp the idea of what it is to be a man.”

Dark Days

I see the light in your darkest days

I see the moon on a moonless night

I look forward to the sun rising after it has set

I choose to see light even on the darkest days

How difficult it must be to love me

How hard it must be not to be noticed

To be put aside

Like I’ve done to so many

And yet, I do not feel the loneliness

Either I am numb or just happy to be without anyone

Easy Love

If loving was easy

If to be loved were all that

Then why are there people 

Who still feel lonely all the time?

Old Maid 

Is it too bad?

Is it too sad?

To be single until you’re old?
Is it really a lonely life,

If you’re not someone’s wife?

Do you think it so?

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