The Sign Of Solitude

Deep inside myself
I see a sanctuary
that's why I'm lost
in infinity.

The sign of solitude
all my life spent alone
trying to work out
if my existence is right.

Depression is a pleasure.

Hid away on my own
tucked up inside.
No need to get delight
from friends or the outside.

Solitude, depression,
Emptiness, despair
all the things most people
hate
are just normal to me.
I love being a recluse.

How did i get this way?
I don't know, maybe 'cos
people who I thought my
friend
shit on me everyday.