In my mind

"Sometimes it's better to be alone no one can hurt you that way" I have hardly anything in common with myself and should stand very quietly in a corner,content that I can breathe My brain and this world doesn't fit each other So much on my mind and no one to talk to I'm stuck between trying to live my life and trying to run from it I want to restart my life and make things right I'm shy but I'm not shy...it's weird. It really depends on the energy around me and if I'm comfortable in the environment I'm in I have traveled through madness to find me All day long, I laugh and talk but then every night, a lonely road I walk No one to trust,no one to call my own Amidst the faces I wonder,into what have I grown I promise I'll be myself again soon I'm someone who did not die when I should have died And then I think that maybe I was designed to be alone I hope that someday when I'm gone, someone, somewhere, picks my soul up off of these pages and thinks, "I would have loved her" You didn't break me. I broke me.Because I believed in something that wasn't real And then I think that maybe I was designed to be alone