im not the only person in the world to think this
not the only child to reminisce
about the stars
in the back of a car
at night
nor am i the only one who has felt the fright
of an empty bed when they awake.
the frigid breeze by the lake

could someone please help me not be so
alone?
but at the same time dont touch me,
dont come close.
shout it from the riverbed
let it echo in my head.
over and over and over
not like a broken record but a
never ending melody