Random thoughts of a lonely person.

I’m not afraid to walk alone.
I’m just afraid that wherever I go,
people won’t understand me.

I’m not afraid of dying alone.
But I’m afraid that people will forget me,
when I’m finally gone.

I’m not afraid to shut myself in.
I’m afraid nobody will dare to find me,
even if I leave the door slightly open.

I never said I’m afraid to open up,
But I’m afraid people will prefer it if I don’t.

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