When I look at my friends,
Do you know what I see?
People that have meant the world to me.
That was what I thought,
And even still slightly feel,
But how much of it is real?
Do they really care for me as much as I do?
Then why do I still feel alone,
Why is it that I am left in discontent?
I seek solitude because I'd rather be alone,
Thank be surrounded by people and feel alone.
I love my friends for reasons unknown,
But I still feel empty and not at home.
There is a disconnect and I don't know why,
But one day I'll find a group
Where I will feel like I belong.
Where I will be free, and will easily get along.