How does one explain
Loneliness?
I have friends but I always
Feel like an outsider
I'm the one who gets left behind when I ask
Them to wait
I'm always the one they joke around with
A bit too much
I'm always the one who has to walk behind
When the path is too narrow,
Desperately
Trying to walk next to them
When I sit
With my friends I glance around and realize
I am the least important
I'm the one they always forget
I'm the one no one really likes
And I'm just sort of there
So don't you dare tell me
That I am fine and I need to grow up
Because you never seen me
Clutching my tear stained pillow
I am on my own
No one else understands
You're not the one engulfed in sadness
I am
And I realize
How little I mean to
E V E R Y O N E
And gosh I am so alone
YOU ARE READING
The Fear of Drowning Deep
PoetryShe was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful something to be admired from a distance not up close. - A little talent is a good thing to have if you ever want to be a writer. But the only real requirement is the ability to remember every...
