Alone in everything.
Why doesn’t anyone reach for me
before I need to cry out?
What did I do?
What didn’t I do?

Maybe because I’m a pessimist
Maybe that’s it
But I try to be just as positive as negative
You get the worst of me though
when we’re just hanging out
because of my own desperation and persistence

I won’t reach out anymore, you win
I get it by now that I'm just a feint breeze in your head
If no one wants to reach out to me maybe I don’t deserve it
Good friends? Maybe I haven’t earned them.
But I try so hard.
What’s the trick?
What will make me stick?

I’m up to my knees in problems
But I’m not asking for anyone to solve them
All I’m asking for
Is some company,
To be sought out because I mean something,
For a friend to be drawn to me

Does my presence feel toxic?
Is it just unstimulating to you?
Is who I am just arbitrary?
Insignificant in the flesh?
Because I get the feeling I may not be negative
Just nothing at all

Maybe in your head you think I’m a pain
If only you knew that it comes from inside
I’d offer you a walk in my shoes
But what’s it really matter to any of you?