A New Year

It's funny, / All my friends felt so joyous at the show / we stood by the stage and the music played. / Many danced, / if not all the people. / I tried to move my body, but I was somewhere else. / I wanted to be me and just let go. / But how do I be me? / Who am I? / The ball dropped and everyone threw their hands in the air / It felt like I was the only person on the planet  / Stuck inside my head. / My inner voice kept saying... / I feel so alone.

 

 

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Good write

Nice job catching the feeling of isolation within the herd. Good poem.