Am I alone when no one is around?
Am I alone when there is no sound?
Am I alone when people give up on me?
Or is it a choice I have, who I want to be?
At times I see the simple things
Like people can bend and not break like springs.
But I'm already broken
And I haven't even spoken
So tell me.
Am I alone?
AGD
For another one of my friends. You're not alone, dearest. <3

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Painting With Words
PoetryThese are subtle glimpses I get from the lives of the people around me, written as poems. Some refer to me; most don't. Enjoy.