In silence all alone.

Perhaps this is the best.

I can freely think without interruption.

I can be who I am.

No one will ever know. 

Alone is what I am.

Alone is what I will be.

And I am fine with that.

Besides, I really am not alone.

I have my thoughts.

I have my feelings.

I have my eyes, my nose, my ears and my mouth.

I am in the presence of myself.

I am alone.

But not.