Sitting alone in my room.

An all too familiar scene playing once again.

Sitting alone in my room,

Without another near me, not a love, not a friend.

The tears being held back by only a wall.

One I had to build up out of necessity.

Otherwise I’d drown from all of them that I’d bawl.

Leading me into emotional insanity.

For one day I dream of hearing some say

You’re telling me this guy has existed without a love or a friend?

That is hard to believe, there’s just no way.

Until that day comes though, if it ever does,

I’ll be sitting alone in my room

Thinking about every bond I wanted that never was.

Yeah, I’ll be sitting alone in my room

With a lump in my throat.

All alone in my room indeed.

With the only friends coming from my remote.

About the Author Mr. Boza

The summer of 2019 was when I decided to no longer go through life holding my feelings, my thoughts, and my emotions contained within. I needed a change in life and since I made that decision, life has been so much more liberating. Nowadays my writing helps me express myself in a way that allows me to feel whatever it is that I'm thinking or feeling or even yearning for, pour out and not consume me from within. My work is simple to read, simple to understand, and hopefully is the type of writing that makes someone smile when they read it. Enjoy.

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