Sad Stories and Pretty Scars

I Want to be Alone

I think,

I've changed.

Not for the good though.

I've become a ticking time bomb.

One wrong word is said about me,

And I explode.

I'm full of lust,

Feeling like I need to hurry up and start sleeping around.

I live in denial,

Thinking that nothing I'm writing now was true for a long time.

But now I see.

I can control my negative feelings anymore.

And I'm pushing all the important people out of my life.

It's not until there completely out of my life when I realize I need them.

Then I apologize and bring them back into my life.

But now,

Apologies out of me aren't worth anything anymore.

I'm not worth anything anymore.

I don't want to hurt anyone anymore.

The way I see it,

I'd rather be alone,

Than with people,

Because when I'm alone,

The only person I can hurt is myself.

And that sounds a lot better than other people.