Alone,
Yet surrounded by people.
Ignored,
Yet I'm being talked to.
Hidden,
Yet everybody can see me.
I've already explained myself,
Yet everybody misunderstands everything.
No matter where I am,
I'm,
Ignored,
Hidden,
Misunderstood,
But most of all,
Alone.
When people say
They're alone,
They don't mean
When you're in a crowd
And no one's talking to you.
Other people know nothing about what you're
Suffering.
When you finally learn
That no one's like
You.
That's when,
You're truly
Alone.
YOU ARE READING
~ Poetry ~
PoesíaJust a few poems. I'll write as much as possible. Some sad, some thoughtful. Okay mostly sad. Fun fact: Monster's Cage and Saviour were written for class.
