Placebo

Most of the time I'm fine with my own company, Doing things I could never be ashamed of. My room is like my safe haven, A universe of my own. though, when nostalgia visits me Loneliness stays by my side, Whispering words to my ears. Poisonous my thoughts, Turning them into negative energy. So I grab my placebo, injecting it into my veins, then I know I'll be fine again.