i tell myself
i like being alone,
there's no one to:
impress,
be with,
be ready for,
or even worry about.
but my heart
tells me i hate it
i hate being alone
there's no one to:
laugh,
to hold,
be with,
or even love.
i can't ever seem to decide
if being alone is want I need
or someone to hold me.
i don't care which one
i just want to feel whole
or at least alive.
-r.y.s