Fake

Ain't it grand
Alonity
No stress
No hassles
No inter-fucking-ruptions
Simple things
The joy of oneself
A chance to think
Write
Imagine
Imagine oneself free
From anxiety
The world
Your enemies
Bills
Away from it all
A sort of self finance
Great-fucking-outdoors
All in your little room
All of it just for you

Well
It's all bullshit
Who enjoys being alone
People with no friends?
They're faking it

I know I am

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