It's Fine, Really
I guess I’m narcissistic
I suppose I’m masochistic.
Fitting into just another statistic.
Hah, go figure.
I guess this is my delusion.
I suppose I enjoy seclusion.
Pardoning me from inclusion.
I like being alone.
I guess I am depressed.
I suppose I am obsessed,
With this I am possessed.
It is my only friend.
Copyright © Enya Trader | Year Posted 2013
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