To be social

I can tell just what you want,
You dont want to be alone.

I can say its what you know,
What you know it the whole time…

Speaking words of wisdom.

You know we are gonna find you,
You think we are gonna miss you.

From the mainstream,
to the basement,

Outliers,
insiders,
others,
us.

Droping tears of dispair,
The flying dream has come to an end…
I miss when I didn’t know.

Romantic,
Melancholic,
Too honest to be social,
to charm to be sexy.

Where does all the bees gone?