Being alone in a room, gives you time to think. Gives you time to backtrack on what your life has become.
'Why are you scared?' 'Why are you alone?' 'What happened to the trust and love that you used to have?' 'Where did it all go wrong?'
You go back to the memories of when you were younger. Seeing yourself, happy, laughing, pure, innocent. Now it's all gone. All the lies that soiled your trust. All the people that gave you a broken heart, killed your love. You don't let yourself get close to anyone, because you don't want to fall apart enough that you can never be fixed again. All the people that you used to call your family are now your enemies. They act all Innocent. When you're down they'll hug you and say that everything is alright, but when you're alone they take advantage of your sadness for their own benefit.
'What did I do that was so wrong in their eyes?'
You curl up and try to protect whatever of the little kid you have inside of you left. Trying to keep him or her unharmed and innocent. You look at this human race as a disgusting thing, something that shouldn't even be alive, but it is. Nowadays, no one is pure heart-ed anymore. Everything has gone downhill. There is no happily ever after, and you feel like you were to blame. You feel like you added sadness to the world.
A mistake they said. Something not meant to be. A disgrace on the family name. "The underachiever, the loner, the outcast, the outsider, the weirdo that doesn't belong". All of those somehow now describe you. When you were younger you were, "The pretty one, the angel, God's gift to the world, the smart one." It's all gone now, all the praise, all the joyfulness of life. now you sit there trying to think about, 'Where did it all go wrong?"
