I walk alone at the streets of a busy world.
I eat alone at the beautiful and messy cafe...
I sleep alone without a teddy bear by my side...
Yet I never felt alone...
I felt that I always had company.
Company that made me feel happy...
That gave me the freedom of solitude.
Being a loner isn't lonely.
Because the loneliest thing in the world is...
To be with a group of people who was never
A part of You...
Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 10:21 AM UTC
I walk alone at the streets of a busy world.
I eat alone at the beautiful and messy cafe...
I sleep alone without a teddy bear by my side...
Yet I never felt alone...
I felt that I always had company.
Company that made me feel happy...
That gave me the freedom of solitude.
Being a loner isn't lonely.
Because the loneliest thing in the world is...
To be with a group of people who was never
A part of You...
Decided to write a poem... I hope it isn't bad. I randomly made it.
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