I’m not a fighter I’m a lover

But in my head I have to fight

Life is better shared with another

I’ve had that feeling, though very slight

Always been different, full of worries

I stand alone in a pit of despair

Don’t remember any happy memories

Though my blank look shows me there

A loner at birth, or fun scared away

Upbringing can slowly take away pieces

Fear and worry lurked on the fray

Not good news for a sociable species 

Hard being alone with a family

Each day is guilt and pretence

I avoid as much as they allow me

To young minds it makes no sense

A social night is a passage of grief

Many let downs I’ve yet to atone

Invited feel nervous, not invited relief

Because in my head I’m always alone.

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