Alone

Here I sit alone in my room.
I stare into the dark gloom.
I seem to drink all the time.
It’s hard for me to think of a rhyme.
I don’t sleep well and I can’t eat.
My life always seems incomplete.
I’ve spent most of my life alone.
Why can’t my heart be made of stone?
I have never had very many friends.
My self-esteem constantly descends.
I seem to only bring people down.
I can’t help it, but I just always frown.
Why can’t happiness last?
At least it hasn’t in the past.
My heart I can’t bear.
No one seems to care.
I don’t think my future will ever be bright.
Every night will be the same as tonight.
I am alone.