sometimes i feel so all alone in the world. i want to hole up inside myself, because that's what feels best, that's where i really want to be.
sometimes i feel so lonely. i'll be with a big group of people, yet i can't seem to find their jokes funny, can't seem to fit in the mood, just can't wait to retreat into myself, and be alone.
by myself.
it's where i work best i guess. perhaps i was meant to be a writer all those years ago.
i want perfect posture.
a perfect smile
perfect everything.
it's all like they said. and yet nothing but..
a free space.
i could use the phone but who would i call?
and out.
sometimes i feel so lonely. i'll be with a big group of people, yet i can't seem to find their jokes funny, can't seem to fit in the mood, just can't wait to retreat into myself, and be alone.
by myself.
it's where i work best i guess. perhaps i was meant to be a writer all those years ago.
i want perfect posture.
a perfect smile
perfect everything.
it's all like they said. and yet nothing but..
a free space.
i could use the phone but who would i call?
and out.

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