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40. My Best Friend

I am feeling a little bit lonely right now, and I can't explain why... Oh yes, because my mom is out and it is just me and my cat in my apartment right now, just like every other evening. I try to get used to it, but I just can't. Being on my own for so many hours a day is becoming unbearable. Other people have families, big families, their grandma and grandpa whom they can visit, a mom and dad, siblings... How is this fair? Why am I in such isolation? Bloodstream flaring for someone to be with, but habit holding me back...

Myself and I, we mingle with each other
We foster ourselves and help each other smile
We saunter through parks, watch the telly
Then relax, and dream for a while

Myself and I, we spend late weekday evenings
At home, tackling homework, until we are done
Mom is out at her boyfriend's place
Myself and I have to discover ways to have fun

We read a book, we blog, we chat
We fake that we are ordinary teens
When in reality, all we have is dinner, a laptop
And an ebony cat so scarcely seen

Myself and I, our bloodstreams are praying
Bursting, flaring, for someone to be with
But Myself and I, it's hard for us to make friends
We tend to be klutzy and stiff

Maybe one day, Myself and I
Will receive a message from above
Maybe one day, Myself and I
Will have someone to love
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  1. trigeminalCNVSeptember 27, 2009 at 4:02 PM

    dont worry
    im alone in my apartment right now actually
    it's just me and my mum now
    it used to be really noisy and stuff when my brother was here but now he's gone
    so yea :P

    it feels really wierd to be alone :S


    i need a gf xD

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