• I am not very social,
    Yet I need to be needed.
    I love my solitude,
    But then I retreated.
    I often feel lonely,
    Like I’m not on your mind,
    But by many I am surrounded
    And all the faces are kind.
    I tell myself that no one likes me,
    And I can see why,
    But I don’t want friends,
    But, I need friends, so I cry.
    Maybe I’m just a teen,
    And an emo at heart,
    Hopeless and rebellious,
    When from you I am apart.
    You can shower me with “Love you’s“,
    Keep me tight in your arms,
    Spend all your money on me,
    And I still do me harm.
    Give me all the reassurance in the world,
    More than 1,000 smiles,
    Still I’ll suffer this depression,
    Past my walk down the aisle.
    So, smiles I will wear,
    Laughs I will sing,
    But deep down inside,
    My sadness reigns king.