I like to think of it as
The eye of the tornado.
I see joyous interactions,
Movement and panic
All around me but,
Me? I’m calm. I feel
Alone. I feel empty
As the people around
Me are full. They all
Are so happy but I
Feel isolated. As if
They stole all of my
Emotions to support
Their own well being.
How can I feel so alone
When I’m surrounded
By opportunities?
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 1:17 PM UTC
I like to think of it as
The eye of the tornado.
I see joyous interactions,
Movement and panic
All around me but,
Me? I’m calm. I feel
Alone. I feel empty
As the people around
Me are full. They all
Are so happy but I
Feel isolated. As if
They stole all of my
Emotions to support
Their own well being.
How can I feel so alone
When I’m surrounded
By opportunities?
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