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Alone

Alone........

In a room full of people

what is wrong with me?

it is as if I can see

past the outter things in life

and look too closely to the inside

and see things I shouldn't see.....lonliness.

uncovering more than maybe I should,

But I see it....

feel it..

as it surrounds me.

the smiles....

are they real?

do they come from an honest sense of happiness?

or is it just something that they have learned to do? God, I just don't understand it.

am I the only one

who ever felt this before?

the wallpaper even makes me sad...

like flowers frozen in time,

stuck to a wall

meaningless..

vacant...

and so lonely.

how can I feel this sad?

no one seems to notice,

I can feel it's frosty fingers

around my heart

and I am powerless

to it's sorrowful presence.

a clock....

ticking loudly in the corner...

depressing me with each tick..

as if to let me know that time is slipping away

and theres not one **** thing I can do to stop it..

if the world should end

right here...

right now...

I would die in this miserable state.

the tears....

inside of me

that I allow no one to see,

to touch,

to comfort,

are slowly driving me insane.

I wear a mask ...

to protect myself from people,

well meaning people,

who try for unknown reasons

to help some poor soul,

like me.

I don't need their attention..

so I smile...

I am almost sure

I have perfected

the fine art

of fake smiling.

no one knows.....

no one sees.....

no one cares.

as I sit here all alone...

in a room full of people.

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rita
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Published
Feb 27, 2012
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