Alone but not alone, the lights are on, but is there anyone home? My screams are loud but not loud enough to be heard. Who can I trust? Me. Who loves me? Me. Scared of disappointment, scared to be hurt, so I'll take my feelings and bury them in the dirt. I don't need anyone, all I need is me. I'll hug myself tight and won't let me go, I'll love myself better than anyone else ever could.