Every class has a loner
Who always sits in the corner.
Someone with always a book in hand to read or write.
'Cause there's no one to speak to and loneliness is dark 'n' cold like the midnight.
Everyone has each other to talk to
While the loner stays away and thinks what to do.
So the one
With someone to talk to 'n' laugh with - none
Sits in the furthermost corner and 'sleeps'
But precisely most of the the time weeps
Unable to bear the never ending pain
The darkness, the void, which all have not a single gain.
But there's something no one knows
A sight the person never shows
The so called loner is an entire universe
But doesn't show it like it is a curse.
'Cause the loner is an introvert too shy
Or too deep in the depths of pain to speak the truth 'nd so ultimately lies.
But no one understands
Or even lends a helping hand.
To pull out the loner from the pit he/she is in
Because anyone seldom goes near loner; like it is a sin.
And so by their misunderstood understanding they stay away
By just seeing the loner be lonely all the time, every single day.
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Her Chaotic Thoughts
PoesíaWords, Pen and Paper. Hey guys! This is a book of my quotes and poems! Everything in this book is solely my work, I hope you all like what I write in this book!! Awesome cover by bestie @Saniyawitha-y !! Thank you soo much!! ...
