Solitude (has no friends)

Running away
To close
Not close enough
Opposites
Confused on what is correct
All I know is that your decision was incorrect
It should've been destroyed.
Obliterated.
Not reconstructed.
Your mind is too creative.
It's making me go insane
I stare,
Envious.
Angry
Displeased.
Let ME make the choices!
Not you!
Or your family,
Or your friends!
Me.
And me alone.
Solitude is my friend.
But solitude has no friends.
So I guess I don't either.