I have been alone for awhile now
I sit awake by myself
Wondering how
It got this way
I have parents
I love them very much
I wish I could tell them my thoughts
But that's not how things go
I have friends
Some closer than others
But I don't want
Another one to leave me
Because some cuts on my hip
That scared them away
I wish they would stay
But that's not how things go
I have a brother
But who am I kidding
He is good company
But that is all
I wish he would open up to me
But that's not how things go
So I turn to this website
I write what I feel
I wish it expressed my feelings
But that's not how things go
Sometimes I write
Sometimes I draw
What ever I do
Doesn't seem to work
They only things I mean
Are not words but lines
Engraved in my skin
And that's just how things go
