Alone, that's how I am right now and I seem to like it this way.
Annoyed, not that I want to be but I just can't seem to help it.
Yes I'm fine, I know you're just being a friend but can you just get out of my face?
Your typical antisocial pessimist, sorry it had to be that way.
It's not like I don't make an effort... I do... but maybe that lingering thought that no matter what, you'd one day push away makes me reconsider what I really want to say.
Maybethat's why I want to get comfortable in this solitude, so I won't feel the painwhen you watch me in regret and take the path that would lead you far from me.
