I'm lonely... I'm lonely in a world full of people
I'm watching the grey sky outside
I need to get out, to be sourrounded by people, to feel less lonely
I'm intreoverted but I need people
I want to drink a beer in a bar full of people, to study them, to be able to see every line in their face, to analize their clothes, to imagine things and scenarios about them, to make them be a part of my own world. strangers are my family, my friends, my lovers.
I don't want anybody to talk to me, I want to listen to the voices in my head and hear their thoughts
They would say: that man can't be your lover, he's waiting for his girlfriend, that girl can't be your girlfriend, you wouldn't like her perfume, taht woman has too big hands to caress you...
and at the end of the night I return to my bed still lonely wondering if there would be a time when I won't be... lonely