Friday Night

The more I force 

myself to socialise 

with these people,

the more I find 

myself losing the

sense of why

I started all

this;

their chatter doesn’t

bother me

in the slightest,

their problems do

not make my

heart ache 

and their jokes 

are more like

splinters to my 

ear drums. 

So I play

it safe

and I watch,

I watch them 

and I 

think hard,

I think until 

my head hurts 

and my head

hurts now

just writing this; 

if I can 

muster up enough

strength to

be content alone,

then that’s what

I’ll fucking do. 

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