This Is So Lonely

This is so lonely.
 How did I end up like this?
 You were here just a minute ago.
 You didn't make a sound,
 but when I turned around,
 the room was hollow.
 Not an echo to chase down.
 This is so lonely.
 This is so empty.
 No matter what I bring home.
 I can't fix up this place.
 I can't fill up this space.
 What did you pilfer?
 It wasn't like this when you left.
 Everything's missing.
 Such an obvious theft.
 This is so lonely.
 I was hurt. I was bored.
 I was feeling constantly ignored.
 But now it's all just so much worse.
 This is so much worse.
 I was sad. I was stressed.
 I was feeling utterly depressed.
 But now it's all just so much worse.
 Alone is so much worse.
 This is so pointless.
 I'm just a blob in a chair.
 And I'm way too tired to be going anywhere.
 I try to close my eyes -
 forget the reason why.
 You won't ever come back.
 You won't even try.
 This is so lonely.