_Separate_

I feel like
The whole world is
Against me. But
It's not a bad thing
That nobody cares about me;
I don't want to see anybody.
I just want to
Clutch my pencils tightly,
Scribbling away in my
Notebook
Forever.
I don't need them.
They don't need
Me.
That's how it works.
That's how it's
Always worked.