Lonely

Lonely

Sometimes in a world full of a million people

You just don’t want to be that million and one person

You just want to be on an island

Where the only problem is how many coconuts should there be for lunch

But that’s when you start thinking

That you’ll be trapped forever

And you’re brought back into reality

Only to forget you had dreams or hopes

So you begin hoping your dreams come quick

Quicker than it takes for the journey to even begin

But that’s when it ends; the pain

The pain that seems to gnaw at your skin

Somehow you still want it to pick at you

Like you being first chosen is the best to ever happen to someone’s life

That’s two strikes, two strides to worry about

Too much to take into consideration

And it’s too lonely when no one knows two souls are not whole

So instead of a million and two, you’re both a part of this world

A cold place that replaces faces like commercials

Holding like kisses for only seconds

And the seconds it takes to make a million and three

Is diagnosed by the million and two decline

So have you forgotten the feeling when you were just three?

A family, parents who apparently had it planned

That you’ll grow old to become someone

Yet, on this night you ignite the candle to keep the dark alleys lit

Maybe leaving a path for someone to keep on walking

And forgetting you were holding the light

Instead, just holding the brights from those who don’t understand

So they continue forward, away from the darkness

Not knowing that underneath all that black there’s rest

A colorless view that is open to directions

A way of life that seems like death is around

But what’s profound is not that there’s so much negative

But what’s in sight is twisted into not positive

And the answers to life is only to take breaks at times when you want to be alone

Only to come back into a world of a million and four people

And pretend like nothing ever happened . . .