i'm sitting in class
and i've been
here for hours
and nothing
has changed
nothing willi'm alone
i am always
so fucking alonepeople around me
are laughing
and smiling
and talkingand i'm just there
alone, alone, alonesecretly, or not so, i am
hating all of them
even though they're
doing nothing wrong
they're just happy
and i am not
so i blame themmake myself believe
that i hate them
like i hate
halloweenbecause i'm
so jealous
of everyone
who has friends
to go out with
to dress up with
to just talk toi've never
had thati've never
celebrated
halloween
there was just
no one to
celebrate withi'd just end up
alone in my bed
wishing i could be
somebody elsesomeone who's
not alone
all the time
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vague
Poetryleftovers of my poetry that doesn't seem to fit in anywhere - yes, not fitting in is an ongoing theme in these.