Why do I feel so alone?
I ask this as I stare at the unread text messages on my phone
Because I feel so content at the same time
it's like the effort to socialize is too much to climb
I watch as others live their lives side by side
Friends and family all come along for the ride
And I start longing for a life not mine
Asking life when it's my turn? when am I next in line
Yet as soon as life speeds up the wait
I runaway because I mean I don't want that anymore now it's come too late
I prefer my own...