I don't know what you'd consider lonely.

But for me,
Lonely was sitting in the bathroom toilets, by myself at school.
Lonely was when I sat alone on a full school bus, even though there was an empty seat beside me.
Lonely was sitting alone in my room, staring into space, not caring whether the stars took me away.

But it got better,
I found people who searched for me in the school toilets,
Who sat next to me on an empty bus,
When I never sat alone, hoping the stars would take me, as they'd be there on the other end of the line,
waiting there for me, to tell me it was all okay.

Everything gets better,
and I've never, ever looked back.


A.C