Being alone
My favourite pastime
Not that I have a choice
But my company is sublime
Self-amused
Self centred
Self-absorbed
Well sheltered
My own peace
My own liberty
Yet i feel trapped
By my overwhelming lonely
I like my own company
More than I'd admit
But i have Stockholm syndrome
More than love, im convinced
Im so used to the self talking
Maybe I'm crazy
But i find myself interesting
I dont need friends im lazy
"Lets hang out"
I would simply decline
But I have never been asked
But i think it's my design
I find myself simple divine
But maybe somethings up with me
I've never had a choice
Than to like my own company
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PoetryDifferent poems for different occasions all of these poems are original and are all made by me. It is copyrighted so please don't copy but please share my book. Some (actually most) of the poems are sad so get a tissue and prepare to be warped into...
