You will look at me
and think I am lonely.
Isolated.
Surrounded by sea.
You will pity me
when no feet tread here.
Solitary.
Companionless tree.
You will stare at me
and you will all agree
Wilderness.
Can you hear my plea?
You will never see
that I am fearless.
Natural.
And that I am free.
Great Write!
The closing stanza said all that needed to be said.
Peace and Blessings
POE
I can feel you on this. You are totally fine with being alone and at peace with yourself. Some people just don't understand that.
Great poem!!!