Alone

You come  into this world alone

You die alone

You were meant to be alone.

We surround ourselves with people,

People we think are our friends,

People we know as family,

People we call our enimies,

People we don't know.

For what?

Some satisfaction?

Some clarity?

To have a shoulder to cry on?

I think not

Because who's going to be there for you in the end?

No one, you're going to be alone,

As you were destined to be.

You were meant to be alone.