Yes, I may say I am lonely 

And then go to my room

I like to be alone

The lonely I am saying is different

No one ever understands me

Is it that hard to get it

Even when I said I was lonely

You assumed and didn’t understand

When I explained you still didn’t know

I try to express my feelings

Nothing will get better with your overwhelming assumptions

Once I tell you, my fuels inside begin to rise

Nothing gets better, it all gets worse

Can’t you just try?

Try to understand

And hey, I’m sorry that I feel lonely

because the only person who understands me, is me

I’m sorry that I have explained to you a million times

I’m sorry that ‘loneliness’ means more than just one thing

I’m sorry that I’m trying to fix my feelings

I’m sorry that me being lonely is just 

too much for you to get through your mind