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Alone in a crowded room,


I feel powerless when I could run the world.


In agony with a smile,


I'm the cool kid that nobody "knows."


I have so much to say but no one listens


So I just listen to myself as others pass on by.

I am trapped in a cage,


Next to this monster of my own creation.


Am I the next Frankenstein


Or was it Dr. Hyde?



Can't feel what it means to live,


But say I have a life.


All my friends have been with me since I was ten


Only no one knows they exist


When they never leave my head.

I am my own worst enemy.


If I just be me everything would be ok right?


But if I am not just one person...


Who am I suppose to be?

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