Maybe I was born to be alone

Did I sleep when hands reached out to me

Were my eyes closed when they called out to me

Do I have selective hearing

Maybe it’s nothing I’m fearing

And it’s just who I am

Perhaps I’m just a broken man

Harboring forgotten pain

Or I’m really insane

Maybe I was born to be alone

I sleep with solitude, hold hands with loneliness

See relationships as a source of stress

People are nothing but weight on my shoulder

Yet when they get off, the world seems colder

My words are spoken underwater, bubbles with no purpose

Taken by a horrid current, never reaching the surface

Aimlessly drifting, alone but happy

Accustomed to the company of my friend lonely

Maybe I was born to be alone

I travel the seas, I fly in the sky

It’s always I till the day I die

That’s how it seems, so that’s what it will be

Cause no matter how sad, I’m stuck being me

Liked, loved and yet alone

When it rings all I do is look at my phone

I don’t like talking I don’t like contact

A sense I will never get back

Maybe I was born to be alone

Even if it’s true I do not mind

Even if I lose the world I’ll be fine

I like being alone

When the world gets too heavy, and I buckle under the weight

When my mind is worn out, or overcome with hate

I need to be alone

I love being alone Maybe I was born to be alone