I Stand Alone..

As I Sit Here and Try to Reminisce...
Try to Separate.. The Reality for Those.. That Doesn't Seem to Exist..
Yet in Still.. I try to Justify..
Why I Have These Feelings towards Those.. Who Seem to Rely..
In My Attempts to Try..
To Give My Heart to Those Who Never Seem to Understand..
Or Comprehend..
What Friendships are.. What The True Meaning.. of Being A Friend..
So without Question.. Or Explanation... I Leave...
And Those Who Do..
At the End of the Day.. Have No Clue..
Why I Seem to Think That I Stand Alone.. Or Want to Be..
But What they All Fail to See...
That when it's All Said and Done.. No Matter How Many Friends..
I Tend to Have.. And Yet I Still Think of Them as Associates.. Never Trusting Them.. Or Anyone..
To the Point.. Where.. I Should Care.. Or Want Too..
Because at the End of the Day.. I Could Care Less About Anyone..
And When It's All Said in Done..
No One.. Takes Care of Me.. Knows Me.. Understand Me.. Complete Me..
Seeing Me..
Like I See Me..
Hearing Me..
Like I Hear Me..
Time After Time..
I Trust..
I Think to Myself.. That Friendships.. Are this Precious Gift.. Never..
Will I Ever Put My Trust in People.. Ever..
Rely..
Try..
To Put Myself in Their Shoes..
Care..
Try to Be There..
Now.. It's Self...
My Ambitions..
My Goals..
Want to Let It Be Known..
That I Stand Alone..