My World

Its kinda lonely here
All by my lonesome self
I just wish someone would appear
and say 'hey can I come in?'
But i can't just invite someone
They'd have to be trustworthy
And my trust isn't easily won
Things like that get people locked up
And i don't want a rubber room
No matter how comfortable it is
To become my lonesome tomb
So i sit silently waiting, anticipating
The day when someone will come
But till then ill be waiting, wishing
And listening to my voice echo
In this hollow darkness
Eating my bowl of jell-o

~Breezy