Rejection is my lonely companion 
Well, I’m just sitting here 
thinking in my bedroom 
Thinking about the things 
I could’ve done different 
Maybe I shouldn’t have done anything at all 
I’m feeling bad for saying that I’m lonely 
When I have so many people 
who care so much about me 
I’ll keep ignoring texts from good friends 
asking if I’m ok 
What the hell is ok? 
Some day I’ll get the hang of it 
but until then, I’ll just feel like this