No one's anything

Lately I'm feeling alone, Everything I hear has an off undertone, Instead of natural light, No color ever appears right, And looking around, There's only me and the ground.

I realize now That I've become a kind-of hungry crow -sitting on a pole, Offer me a finger, I'll eat your arm whole, Yet once they all leave, There's nothing I could achieve.

Does it make sense To desire a picket fence While being picky And falsely calling all tricky Out of laziness? -That's my unwillingness.

I chase away Everyone willing to pay For my mistakes. 'All those friends are snakes,' Is the thing I lie about To have a reason to push everyone out.

I'm no one's friend, So why should there be anyone I should defend? I'm no one's lover, No one will run to me for cover. I'm no one's daughter, I don't bring any ageing adults laughter, I'm no one's mother, No one feels they owe me, I'm merely a bother. I'm no one's sister, Nobody asks me for help with scary tongue-twister. I'm no one's twin, Playing games with the mirror, I never win. I'm no one's foe, There's no one after whom I should go, I'm no one's way away, There's no one I would ever betray.

There's no one I could ever betray. There's no one.