Shoebox in my closet

here i am alone again
the box in my closet
is my only friend
but i never let that bother me
because i got myself and i set myself free
im alone when im with everybody else
like a book i've read about a million times
well i know what i will read
and i know what i will find
no need to go on
but i go on anyway
and when im satisfied
i ask you why'd you go away?...
hey stop it i dont want it anymore