I can't help thinking of my lonesomeness
How I like it
But it brings deep melancholism

When I crave to be left alone
I can't be left in the dark

I beg to be not known
Yet must not be ignored

It's a complicated way to live a life
It's hard to explain to oneself
That I am oneself that must feel as one with one and around two
And wonder why being one isn't enough for someone who's lifestyle is
secluded
Which one thought would be more peaceful