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Alone

August 25, 2015
By Wolf_King BRONZE, SLC, Utah
Wolf_King BRONZE, SLC, Utah
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I have nobody to talk to.
I have so many friends.
They see me as an outcast.
I’m the life of the party.
I sit alone,
I walk into a room
‘cause nobody really sees me.
and people all greet me.

I walk home,
I walk home,
without someone beside me,
surrounded by my peers.
thinking to myself.
They hear what I have to say.
No one hears my thoughts.
They hear,
but myself.   … I am alone
but they do not listen. They are around me.
only because they want to be seen around me.
They are my friends, true,
but I cannot speak to them my problems,
and if I do,
they only hear,
they do not listen.

I am called popular,
but I am alone in my thoughts.
They cannot hear my thoughts.
They do not care of my thoughts.
      

      I am alone.
 


The author's comments:

This is a dual-perspective poem, which means that there are two people speaking. I wrote it because I found myself living enbetween these two worlds...and then I realized that they are one and the same.


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