isolation

i feel isolated, maybe hated, paranoid, maybe i am hated, maybe i have a reason to be paranoid.
the isolation i have created it myself, and maybe these things are all in my head;
im starting not to bother with those things, i forget who my real friends are,
in return they forget me, but no one wins, no one ends up caring because, we are alone in this world, and we have to survive on our own, and try and not cling onto others for every little thing, every single time.
but deep inside me i know i am not a forgetful person, not friend-wise/people-wise, so i never will and i won't no matter the stabs, the ignorance, the slaps i get in the face. it's just..me. so let there be spaces for the people that need their space, i give them time, until then, until we meet again, i'll be there, no matter what (even when i am the one that isolates away)