Lament of the Lonesome

Have you ever drowned in your own mind?

Ever been locked up, forever inside?

But it’s by your own charisma that you must abide


A wallflower surrounded by ferns

The inner minds of others are hard to discern

With enough distractions, it’s awfully hard to learn


Now, sit back, in a lackadaisical haze

Physically there but mentally dazed

Wandering blind, forever in this maze


I’m the king of myself – oh how regal!

All this monotony still isn’t peaceful

Feeling alone in a room full of people