My Definition of Irony

It's so ironic how you hate feeling lonely
but can't bring yourself
to be around people either.


That is the story of my life.


On one hand, I get tired
of my own company;
I don't want to hear
my thoughts anymore.


I want so desperately
to be close to others,
to know acceptance.


But fear keeps me alone;
it traps me behind these four walls.


It confines me to my own head
where I beat myself up more
than anyone else ever could.


This is my lot in my life;
this is how it's always been
and how it will always be.

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