Sometimes I feel real alone

But don't get me wrong, I love being alone

Truth be told I've always been alone

Well felt so

Even in a small home of 5 I was alone

And even when we all slept in that one room

I still felt by myself

Down to 2 and the feeling is even realer

And when I'm by myself the feeling is even deeper

Sometimes I feel I live alone

I understand why so I never question it

In fact I sit back and learned a lesson from it

Not to say it makes me sick

Not to say it makes me tick

I've just accepted it as a reality of my life

I've never had anyone that made me feel more

And if it was just for the slightest

It was just a bad dream

Not bad cause of the time

But bad because it felt so real

Maybe one day I won't be alone

Maybe one day I'll have a family

Maybe even a dog too

Wouldn't that be ironic, I hate dogs

But what would be even sicker than me with a pup

is me with it all and still feeling alone

Wouldn't that be some luck?