Wait...(c)

There’s nothing to do but wait
Wait for what?
I don’t know
Waiting for my life to end
When I’m physically alone
I’m always thinking that
I’ll be alone
I know that I’m not alone
But sometimes I just need
Someone to sit by me and tell me that I’m not alone
I have friends but
They are not true friends
They seem to have left me behind
They have their own lives
And I don’t even have one
I have one hidden from some
And they understand me
That’s the scary part