Is this how it\'s going to be?
Trying to learn and accept the fact
that it\'s not going to
work out the way I hoped.
I\'m screwed.
I can\'t control the way I feel,
when the thoughts of loneliness
creep into my brain,
I\'m scared.
That one day I\'m going to break.
Where can I find sense of home?
I\'m done.
With my heart hearting this way...
or so I say.
I\'m shy.
I can\'t put myself out there.
I\'m arrogant.
Says the people who try
to answer my question of loneliness.
Be bold, they say.
Though when I try,
I\'m put down.
I\'m lost.