i am indeed alone, isolated

there's nobody who can ever understand what i mean

until you have felt what it feels to be alone, isolated

you can't possibly know what i mean

a lot of things is just a front

something to make you appear composed

but it is nothing more than just a front to the emptiness inside

thank you for writing me off

thank you for throwing everything away

it just reaffirms things:

you have nobody but yourself