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My poems I am truly alone
People all around me are talking, shouting, screaming
Just doing what people do
I'm in the crowd but not really a part of it
I don't join in on their lunch time fun
They have their circle
But I stand outside
All alone
I hear the noise
But to me it's all a background buzz
I see all the people moving
But its all just a rushed blur
I only talk if someone dares approach me
I never start the conversation
And barely take part
People talk to me
And pretend to be my friend
But really wishing
They were someplace else
The deny this accusation and say it's fine
But I still see it in their eyes
So I do us both a favor
And just stop talking back
Maybe to finally stop these charades
I should take the final step
And stop taking part in life
When I take this step
I know my funeral will have few guests
Just my family I held so dear
And a few "friends" who don't want to be there
My tombstone will have no visitors
Nobody cares that much
But at least my heart will finally be free
Of this constant heartache
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Maybe
Hi, Thanks for reading my
Hi, Thanks for reading my poem.
I think everybody's been where this poem is, outside looking in. Don't sweat it. Follow your passion, whatever it may be, and you won't be alone. Others will find you, like-minded souls who share your passion.
Ken
My Secret River
Your poem is great!
I can totally relate to what your saying, and i say just throw yourself out there and you'll find that your more competent then you think, and you'll slowly start to build your confidence ;]