i am sad
and lonely
and i also think that no one loves me
which is fun
but i suppose it will get better
in passing years
never mind the fact i've never been wanted
or needed
or really "like like" loved
and people who say
"of course people like you!"
and "the right person will come along eventually!"
and all of that complete and utter
rubbish
but oh well
maybe i am alone
maybe i'll grow up with two cats and an empty house
maybe plants will become my company
and books will become my friends
and i'll look on as the world goes by
with the knowledge that i am on my own
but i got here
where i am
on
my
own
YOU ARE READING
assorted poetry and things
Poetry- not anything special to be honest - just some random thoughts i have - might be a waste of time to read - but i wrote it for me and not anyone else so i don't really mind if no one reads it
