Alone, All alone, But do I feel lonely? Sometimes, Sometimes I crave that human interaction, But sometimes, I just prefer that solemn silence. Sometimes people make me feel neglected, But sometimes valued. Sometimes I refrain myself, From behaving a certain way, Cause I feel like, I am behaving the way the person I hate behaves. Sometimes I am willing to change myself to blend in, But sometimes I just love the way I am. Sometimes I just like to be an observer, Sometimes I just want to be observed. Tell me now, am I normal? -- Sruthakirti M