Is it wrong to be this way?
At this age?
Is it strange
To want to be alone?
Well, I don't know
God knows I don't know,
And I sit in this room,
And it's ok if you forget about me,
In fact I think I might prefer it,
There's no need for me to,
Drag you down too,
I don't think you could bare it,
And my loyal books will replace you all,
Until I decide to show my face again.