I am alone

Yet I don’t feel it

I am told every day I am lonely

That I must be sad

Yet I feel fine

If I was alone

Wouldn’t I feel sad

If I was alone

Wouldn’t I cry for something to fill it

I am alone

But what does that mean

I used to feel the pain

I used to long for something more

Was I lonely because the world said I was

Or was I lonely because I was

 

I am asked who I am interested in

I am asked if I am dating anyone

My same response is met with sad eyes

Like my life has no meaning without a man by my side.

But without a man by my side

I have free thought

Without a man by my side

I have free days

Without a man by my side

I wonder what it would be like

Am I lonely because the world has fed me to feel that way

Or am I lonely because I am

 

I do not know if I am bred for that

I do not wake up in the morning

Thinking I need to dress or act a certain way to impress

Yet I am impressed with the feeling that I am supposed to do just that

My life has meaning

But no one sees

My life has meaning

But if I do not have someone by my side it matters not.

If I crumble

I crumble alone

According to the world if I have no man

I have no one

 

I have family and parents and siblings

Yet in our world, these do not define a life

I wonder if I tried harder

I would fit into the societal makeup of relationships

Maybe if I tried

I would be loved by a boy

Maybe if I tried

I wouldn’t be looked upon with pity by my best friend

Maybe if I tried

I would have a story to share with him

Except I do not know how.

But does this mean I am lonely

Or does the world just impress upon me loneliness

 

Life is made up of love

Yet no one notices the simple love before them

No one notices the love of a sister

No one notices the loyalty of a brother

The love of a mother and father is taken for granted

By the definition of the world I am lonely

But by my definition I am not

I do not cry out for someone beside me

I thank God I have a sister to be with me

I thank God I have a brother to guide me

I thank God I have parents to take care of me

My life is filled with people

Loneliness seems impossible

 

I am not abnormal

I delight in what others do

I wonder what it would feel like to have what my parents have

But does that constitute as loneliness

Does that mean my life has no meaning

Does the world get to define what I feel

Or do I go against it and decide for myself

Why does the world decide how I feel

Why does the world decide I am lonely

Why does the world decide I need a man to be fine

According to the world I am alone

Do I feel it because I am

Or am I worn down

 

According to the world I am alone

But growing up in this world I have changed

I do not accept what the world tells me

I do not accept what others think of me

I do not accept the pity that falls upon me

I no longer accept that something is missing in my life

According to the world I am alone

According to me

I have the world