Push

I see you trying to slowly turn your back to them

The shadows of who you were, back when you felt condemned

I see you, still denying that you're worth the cost

A friendship's a one-way street that you refuse to cross

Push them all away and start your silence

The black light of despair's your only guidance

Fading, awaiting a message or some kind of change

Abating the shaking fear that you might need them

And that you're sick and deranged

But paranoia will turn truthful with just one step not taken