Friends (Scare Me)

I have no friends because I don’t want them
(to be bored around me)
I have no friends because I don’t want them
(to feel stale in the air we breathe)
I have no friends because I don’t want them
(to slip on my tears if they were to rely upon me)
I have no friends because I don’t want them
(to hold a conversation I’m barely a part of)
I have no friends because I don’t want them
(to see me in the dimly lit, dead stardust)

They would say
“She used to be beautiful and bright.”

I’m stuck in my ways
Through enjoyably lonely days I crawl
You’ll never get to know me
I may forever struggle to make another friend at all