A lone house,
Safe and sound.
A long dirt road.
But within the walls lies the faults.

No sincere company.
Just the neighbors that pass by.
I sit.in the attic.
And see the world from there.

I have this big house,
But i all alone live in the attic.
So little space from the world.
But the distanced greatened by lonliness.

Im cursed i think.
As i see a couple walk along.
I am just like them.
But different.

And the dark devices.
That call to me.
From deep in.my mind.
Tell me im worthless.

But there is still a light.
That i look to.in.times of.trouble.
And when being alone takes.control.
I seek for.that glowing comfort.

Someday they will appreciate.
All the things Ive done.
I wasnt there to whisper what ypu wanted to hear.
But to.yell out the truths.

I didnt stay because i had to.
I stayed becauseI was scared for you.
My mouth is moving.
But my eyes speak all of the words.

Maybe someone will pass me.
And think that i have value, worth.
But, Until that day.
I will be counting my money alone