Scary

I walk this world alone
I've lurked in the shadows,
Walked the walls
outside the crowd

watched rather than participate
learned from their mistakes
picked up the pieces of a friend
then left just as fast

I've tried friends
Tried relationships
but never found one that works
so onward I go... alone

I don't fit in with all
I seldom fit in with any
I have myself to trust
No one else

So here I go
Down this road
No one by my side
Not sure what is ahead

But onward I go.
with my sarcasim in one hand
and cynicism in the other
the two friends i know so well

I shy from company for
fear of what may happen if i don't
I prefer solitary
I can trust the party then

So this is my chosen path
Dark on both sides
dim light ahead
will I live to see the end

or soon be dead?