Alone: A Sort of List

Hiding in the bathroom so your little brother doesn’t see you crying,

Locking yourself in your room because you don’t want to talk to anyone,

Bottling everything up because you don’t trust anyone.

Fear of being judged,

Fear of opening up and being dismissed as if your feelings don’t mean anything,

Fear of feeling like you don’t matter.

You choose to be alone

Because you are tired of getting hurt,

Tired of being disappointed

By your family, friends, and others.

But a small part of you wants someone to hold your hand,

To hold you in their arms

And tell you everything is going to be okay.

But you isolate yourself either way,

Because the pain of being disappointed again,

Hurt again,

Would be too unbearable.

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