The one thing they don't get
is how much I crave these hours when I'm alone
They look at me like they're worried like they pity it
and they don't believe me when I say no no
I need to sink into this feeling my ears need to recognize the sound of aloneness
Because I spent so much of my life fearing being the only one in the room
and I'm still getting comfortable with this feeling of solitude
but I love it and I need to like it and that's more than okay
and I don't want you to see the tears that still come regularly
because they're mine to wipe away (or should be wiped away by the lost girl)
and so I need to be here alone to feel these things that are here
So don't pity me for needing to be comfortable in my own company.
I need this, I do.
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