Deep Rest

I feel alone,
I feel sad,
I feel weird,
I feel mad,
I feel like an outcast in society,
I feel my own family has lost the will to keep loving me,
With each day the pain gets worse,
And the everlasting weight holding me back grows strong and great,
I dread my eternal fate,
To grow old and alone,
Being another of society's lifeless clones,
Wanting material items and saving to get it,
Although it will leave me happy for only a minute,
I really long for an aquaintance, company, or maybe a friend,
But in the end I'm alone and can only pretend,
As I try to mend myself back together,
I realize that as time will tell,
I'll never get better