Misery loves company...
I've been living in my own cocoon, not wanting to mix around with others. I would prefer to walk around on my own.

Run away if we must

My mum would ask me why bother going out alone. I would just say that I prefer it to be that way.
Nevermind if there's no one to talk to, I could pop my mp3 player on.
Nevermind if there's no one to eat with, I could take away or better still save money and eat at home.

Then I find myself choking on all my contradictions

And as people cancels out on me, I don't ever cancel myself. Give myself time out, time alone as they call it.

All night long.... laid on my pillow... these things are wrong... I can't sleep here

Now I'm reading books on artwork and designs. I've never been the creative one. Poster-making scares me. Brushes just become leadless pencils. But somehow I'm braving myself to venture in areas I've never bothered.

To hell with what you're thinking

And soon I'm going out again... alone. Something just tells me to go alone. I have to do some shopping, buy myself some time maybe. But that's not it.

It's my life... don't you forget