Alone

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Feelings

I sit in the room.

Alone, watching the people around me.

They talk, and laugh, and joke.

I so very want to join them, or do I?

I think so different, they wouldn’t understand.

No one understands.

So, I sit alone, and watch.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I was doing just that when I wrote that.

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Timmy Scott's picture

i think more of us understand then you may think... great poem