Solitude with my you

I'm keeping this life of solitude.

Sorry ladies, I'm going to be rude.

On top of the tallest pedestal is my blue,

and no matter your opinion it's not you.

I'm not conceited or egotistically inclined,

I'm not interested is what your going to find.

My blue is prettier and sexier than you,

without even looking I know it to be true.

I'm keeping this life, this life of solitude,

sorry, but I said I was going to be rude.

Solitude, where I talk to my blue,

here the conversations are always true,

in solitude, with my you.