recluse

away... im away, locked away? no.
somewhere to stay, in the home
safe from being known
unknown from all
like being locked in a stall.
they never call friends or family
no one at all
do they care, i dare you to ask
oh no that wont last
how can it be that its just me?
once again, so familiar
yet all too peculiar. awkward feelings, looking at the ceiling. where is she today ? They ask.. I'll tell you somewhere in the past. Missing what was, wishing to change but it never does. Im here to tell you if you are alone its not that bad because you are the best thing you will ever have.