Too many times I find myself alone in a room full of my loved ones.
With flashes of phony smiles and empty hugs.
Only interaction is when they need something or something done.
Never any small talk even though that would be enough.
Killing myself on the inside and it really shows but no one cares to address it so why bother hide it.
Held to standards that I can never achieve even though what i do would’ve been more than anyone else has ever done.
My antisocial behavior is because I’ve been alienated.
My social circle has been reduced to personal space.
I feel alone because that’s the only way I feel comfortable…