I am percieved in the minds of many
At the times when no one is around as they stare into the uncanny
I form a grey cloud that looms melicousely over thier heads
Rain forms from the tears they cry curled up in thier beds
A sea comes to be as they drown in thier sorrow
With a glimpse of hope that im not thier tommorow
I am percieved especially when they scroll down thier news feeds online
1000 friends but no one posts on thier timelines
They acknowledge my pressence I hear the sighs
As they compare thier lives to others who seem to be always having a good time
I put a paper bag over thier faces as they are surrounded by so many
Yet feel invisible in these familiar places
I create a cold breeze that makes thier spines shiver
As a few close friendships dry up and start to wither
I give off a handful of isolation
As I overshadow the rooms and trap them like incarceration
I am percieved alot in the minds of many
I am Lonely, I am Lonely Alone.
I am the loneliness that takes over in this world full of things uncanny.
