A something new of alone

A something new of alone,

Maybe I deserve to be alone,

For my actions and my past-present doings,

Why I couldn't  be just contended with the fact,

"You deserve to be alone",

That's what the inside told,

You don't deserve anybody,

For you are rotted to hell for now,

In the end the run is to end,

Why couldn't I make it end now?,

For I'm too cowardice to face myself to do that,

Muster up courage I say,

End this run the inside say,

For then the things would stop getting bothered,

From my deeds. . .