Raise Me Up

Isn't extroversion interesting? I cry and whine for company.

But now in this moment, I'm finding I'd rather be alone today.

Don't make me or stick that on me. A little bit of scrubbing doesn't make it go away.

I'm stuck with what you thought I was. And the ghost of me is starting to blow away with the wind,

The wind of insecurity and lethargy.

Thank you for the pain, sincerely.

I'd much rather be alone today, to pinpoint my feelings on a map without a scale.

So, who knows where I'm going. Since you know everything, perhaps I should ask.

Where am I going? Where are you taking me? What will you call me next? What will you make me believe?

I need to feel some feelings other than rage and de*press*ion.

For once, *raise* me up. You claim to be a communicator. Communicate!!! When I communicate, respond.

_Listen._ Listen to _me_ for once. Be brave in the way of forgetting what you think you know. Be brave by opening *up.*

So, listen. Then leave me alone. For once, I don't want to be with you.