I talk to Myself till I'm sick of Myself
Left alone Like a book on the shelf
Working Nights is a lonely Existence
The Void calls to me, the Persistence
I like to be alone is what I like to say
But when people talk to me it makes my Day
Scared of social Interaction
only way to overcome it
is to take action

Let the Heartbreak Wash over you like a Wave
At first you You ignore it, Act Real Brave
But now you began to Sweat
As it Drowns you in Sorrows and Regret
It won't let you Be or Forget
As you try to stay Calm and Catch your Breath
Holding onto the Past is a Mess
It just leaves you Tired and in Distress
Now your Sinking in the Depths