Lost in a film
I'll get lost in over thinking
Lost in your need for company
And bored with the idea of small talk tonight,
Or always

Annoyed in all that it is
To talk and exist
With someone else

When all that I want
Is to be alone
And if I wanted more, I'd find it.

I'll find you right where you were before
And I'll find myself, on a journey
I'll sit in the back, or maybe the middle.
Not wanting to be seen, I'll dress bland
And crowd myself with anxiety,
That should fill a few seats

"Don't sit next to me"
"No, I'm fine"
"Yes, I came here alone"

No, this seat isn't taken
Yes, I'd like a friend

No, no one said a word.

I would have left lonelier
From having to play pretend
So instead, I said nothing, and thought nothing
And found me being a friend to myself
Instead.

And it was freaking awesome.