Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Home

Home Following Inbox Notifications

Read

Read Lifted Feeds Hearted History My poems New poem

Explore

Explore Orbits Words Tags Classics

0

Stars

0

Embers

0

Alerts

0

Inbox

Vote

Home

Home Following Inbox Notifications

Read

Read Lifted Feeds Hearted History My poems New poem

Explore

Explore Orbits Words Tags Classics

0

Stars

0

Embers

0

Alerts

0

Inbox

A crowded room

*To walk into a room full of people and still feel all alone,

that's probably what kills me the most.*

Request permission to use this poem

Written by

Published: Mar 4, 2013
LinesWords: 220

Notes: We call ourselves family, but I feel like the ugly duckling no one wants.

Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell damaged how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

About Blog FAQ Privacy Terms Contact

© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork

Hello PoetryVoting