Isolating Lies

I can see how you ended up with the right ones beside you. You seem very happy in your life, as nothing seems to end.

I remember the times in which we started to drift away from each other. I did nothing about it... and now I regret it deeply.

Yes, you were always right. As you were always true to yourself you knew the right people. 

You used to envy me, I know, but you should know that you were always better, really. You were a true friend.

Me? I suck. I've always been utterly stupid, I couldn't see what was really important for me. I think I'm actually not able to do it right now.

I've always hidden myself, I was never true to myself, I was never true to anyone. And so... I ended up with the wrong people, constantly. Even now...

If not... why would I be feeling this way?

Everytime I see you the pain of my solitude burns my soul, it cracks me, it breaks me.

I need you, I've always needed you.

I'm never going to tell you, though.

Because...

I have never been true to myself.

I have never been true to anyone.

This mask isolates me.

But I can't do anything about it.

T. Levett