I guess I'm alone but not lonely

I love me enough for the both of us.

Sitting in the living room, but my soul feel dead.
Trying to make sense of all the bullshit in my head.
I don't know when things changed but I ain't gone stress.
I'm just trying to let go so my soul can rest.
You never really know your sad till your all alone.
Doing anything you can to distract you from your phone.
It seems to be the only thing you seem to keep.
Real talk you treat people like material things.
You disregard and discard them over any and every little thing.
And if you think they're broken then you throw em away.
Some people you put in a bag, cause you think they might work one day.
Just to take em out and realize those fuckers still the same.
Oh the agony, the hurt and the pain.
"Your so dramatic and always want things your way!"
Well I think your stupid and always got some dumb s**t to say.
I guess that's why ain't none of you here with me today.
I'm not bitter that's one thing I can say, cause I like who I am and that's all that matters anyway.