Home Alone

I’m

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getting
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used to being
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lonely, I’m learning
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to like to be left alone.
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But than why do all these letters,
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From friends I’ve once known, increase
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my feelings of being alone? Shouldn’t their words
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make me feel at home? No, instead, I’m left feeling empty,
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I’m left feeling dread, for these friends left me alone in the end.
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Yes, they did as they were supposed to, and I guess I’m doing fine,
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But I just wish that I could still call them mine. God has his reasons,
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and I have to live by his time, But why am I left alone and trying to
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play it off fine? These walls are so empty and these windows are
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so dead, and I walk alone inside of my head. For those who
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where my friends, aren’t with me till the end. I guess I
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should stop these tears, I guess I should fall asleep,
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and learn to not depend on people, who
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Are never truly mine to keep.
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The end.

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In case you couldn't see, that's a tear drop. I'm tiered of crying.

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Yesterday, I got a letter from Braden and today, I got letters from Cody and Brandon and a package from Brandon... I hate being so alone...

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I don't understand myself. I hate getting letters from my friends. They make me cry and feel so terrible... maybe because everything they write reminds me of what I'm missing... My home.