People keep trying to tell me what I want
And forever telling me what I need.
Why is it so hard for them to understand
What I desire is for them to let me be.
I love each and every one of them
As they are close friends and family.
But they don't know, they couldn't know,
They are not inside me, they are not me.
I value their suggestions, ideas, and input,
For this allows me to come up with options.
Let me come up with the right choice for me.
And lets me come up with my own solution.
If I make the wrong decision, I will Find out.
If I do something wrong, well then so be it.
But let me make my own mistakes so I can learn.
Why can't the let me run my own life,
Damn it.I am as death, to the living,
As the living is to me.
I lurk in the shadows
For all eternity.
I burn the soul like fire,
Yet I'm as cold as the night.
No one can escape from me,
A force no one can fight.
I am feared by many,
And sought after by some.
I am there for those people
Who can't turn to anyone.
I am all consuming,
A total hopelessness.
I'm known to everyone,
I'm known as loneliness.
