What am I running away from?

And where am I going?

Beautiful flowers of hope are wilting...

As anxiety grows in its stead

After once again my parents tell me

Why I never have any friends.

Is it really my fault...?

They don't like the queer, autistic, seemingly optimistic

Secretly pessimistic "the meaning of life is to die"

Teen who is so quick to cry

So who cares if I have no friends?

I've had plenty of fake ones but

They never stayed in the end

So what if I have no friends?

I have my boyfriend he's enough..

So... why does it hurt...?

Why do I have no friends?