Book of Poems

Alone In a Crowded Room

You are sitting alone in a room when you realize the whole world has looked and you and thought "this not who you are, I don't know why you have shown us this person who does not exist."

You are sitting in a room with one other person when you realize this person has looked at you and thought, "I don't understand why you are here, I don't want you here."

You are sitting in a room with two other people when you realized these people have looked at you a whispered, "Don't speak to her, do not engage the animal, it might become violent."

You are sitting in a room with three people when you realize that someone is sitting next to you thinking, "who is this person?"

You are sitting in a room with four people when you realize that two people are sitting next to you whispering, "do you know who that is?"

You are sitting in a room with five people when you realize that someone has spoke to you, "Hi."

"Hello"

"How are you?"

"Fine"

You are sitting in a room with six people when you realize that three of them are friends, and the other three are friends, but they are not friends with each other, but you soon expect that to change.

You are sitting in a room with seven people when you realize that this person is the bridge between the two groups of three.

You are sitting in a room with eight people and you realize that the endless group of friendship and laughter is growing around you, though you are unaffected.

You are sitting in a room with nine people and you realize that this person is also an outcast and now you must decide whether or not to engage with this person.

You are sitting in a room with ten people and you realize that you are the tenth person and no one has any interest in you or what you have to say.

You are sitting in a room with 100 people and yet you are completely alone.