Would you like to see what’s inside me?
See the scars left by society
They haven’t healed, I think they never will
For all the times in their presence I’ve always felt ill
Maybe that’s why I prefer to be alone
In solitude I have grown
By myself, nothing and no one breaks my bones.
I seek the love I hope to be true
Or rather, I sought it before.
I used to think I was empty or just a half
I used to think I needed more.
Someone wanted to give me the world
But I only wanted him to be real and true
Extravagance was not what I wanted or needed
And so his heart I made blue.
I do not regret being alone, going solo
I’ve long accepted my complexities
I know it’s hard to love me
And they can only hold so much capacities.
Not half of it
I am all
I am who I am
And I need not explain myself to anyone
It gets kind of lonely
It gets kind of sad
Sometimes I want to just cry
Sometimes I just want to get mad
I’m fine being alone
In fact it can be enjoyable
But sometimes I wonder what’s wrong with me
Am I not so sociable?
If I am destined to be alone
I will embrace it completely
I pray I will not be envious
And be contented and live happily