Thoughts on Solitude I

I don't want to be by myself
I don't want to stand alone

I don't want to group together
I don't want to be a clone

Thoughts on Solitude II

Put on a face I can present
To those who dare to find me
The only time I can dissent
Is when someone's behind me

In others I see shattered mirrors
Which cut me to the bone
And in all this, my greatest fear
Is that I fear alone

Thoughts on Solitude III

Drip drip drip
Each drop is the same, and sometimes they blend together
Making it easy to forget
That each drop is its own
Drip drip drop