I feel alone, and I don't really know how to fix it,
It's hard for me to acknowledge these simple things that hurt,
I've been seen as the 'strong one' and 'the smart one' for so long, I feel like I'm lost admitting them.

I've stayed like this for a while now,
And I think it's time to admit you hurt me more than I realized,
I know you didn't mean to,
And I know I'm just a friend to you,
But you soothe me.
I don't know if it's been this way all along because before I really didn't need it,
Or if it's just that when things started to change, you stayed the same.

I could be wrong, it could be anything,
But one stupid little joke from you is better than a thousand useless words I could put down on paper,
Or this revolving door of hopelessness I've been pushed through,
And I don't want to wish my loneliness on you,
But maybe we could be alone together.