Alone with me

Alone to myself, like a book on a shelf, if I could keep it still............ it'd be like a baby on a hill. One company betters bitterness; pile of others isn't togetherness, but a distraction that kills your happiness...… leaving in you unending shills of bitterness. Regret of knowing friends, is nothing but one of the biggest trends. if I could keep to myself; I'd be a happy book on a shelf.