Scribble of Hearts

My Solitary

I am in a room filled with all my fellows,
Still I feel so lonely I cannot swallow .
The smile and joy everyone is sharing,
No remorse they feel for not caring.
I try to make them feel the beauty of life,
But when will I find this beauty in order to survive?
The darkness that creeps within me every night,
Shall never be visible over my smile that is bright.

Yet I ask this to ya mate,
Would you let me enter the gate
to your heart, to your soul, to your mind?
Just so that I can call someone mine?