"it's me and where I've been and the million words I'm thinking"

&I'm alone.
But I'm not alone.
Yet I still feel like it.
&I'm sad.
But I try to be happy.
I'm still not.
&I lost you.
But I got you back.
Except your still not here.
&I'm tired.
But I'm still fighting.
Because I can't give in yet.
&I pushed and pushed.
But you went nowhere.
Why?
&It's done.
But it's still going.
I'm confused.
&I want this.
So do you.
So why isn't it working?
&I hate this.
But I continute to involve myself.
When it would be so easy much easier to walk away.