Rain Away

I enjoy my independence.
Maybe cause it's all I know?
Most people don't like to be alone,
they will do everything they can
to try and avoid it.
When the truth is that you can't.

I get these opportunities
Where I am willing to take a chance,
or even consider being apart of another person's life,
and sharing mine with theirs for a while.
But then...I can't.

It scares me more to be with someone than be without.
I like doing things on my own.
Walking alone, sitting alone.
Loneliness has become my friend.

Loneliness has become something that I need.
I need to be lost to find things, discover.
I need to be alone, to find myself.
This is a process.
I don't know what exactly is the process,
but there is one that I am going through.
Pushing you away, is not what I intend to do.
It's whats best for myself.

I don't like when others walk away,
yet I keep doing the same thing,
I'm sorry if you misunderstood.
If I could explain better, I would.

But I hold up my umbrella,
until these raindrops wash away
Protecting myself,
alone, in my own way.

You all circle me,
and I try but it doesn't feel right.
It just keeps on raining
and all I see is black and white.

These hearts just keep on falling, falling from the sky.
With no one to pick them up and put them back together, why?
We all walk around pretending to be okay,
but that is not the case, we all just run away.

You can't even say your sorry,
so i'm stranded without answers.

And I just keep on walking,
telling everyone else to move out of the way.
I'm sorry that it has to be that way.