Confessions (Rant Room, maybe?) / the restless mind

Confession No. 23

I trust no one.
I am keeping my circle small.
But the funny thing is
I am not part of their circle.

I just thought it was reciprocated
That I was part of their circle.
It was funny, almost comedic.
Tragic.

I trust no one
But maybe some
And when I am not needed
I am out of their radar.

It is still funny.
Comedic.
Tragic.
I have no one.