When you've had nothing but your thoughts;
And only yourself to talk to
You'll know me.
And then desire will eat you alive,
Replacing the empty spaces with loneliness.

When you haven't left your room in months.
Recalling the time you actually had friends.
Ones you haven't talked to in years.
Because they've all moved on.
And you're just alone in your room,
Wishing you had moved on too.