Alone Poem

Always alone
Always lonely
Never a part of the crowd or the party
Invisable to the popular and even the unpopular eye
I isolate
I cry
In my sorrow shattered
Yet quietly understanding
I am something less then human

Not meant
Was never meant to be
Happy
One of them
One of the choosen few
The standouts of the world
Instead fading into the wall
Into the paint
My destiny awaits
Some day in death
The same as in life

Buried
Unloved
Unremembered
Unmourned
Forever more

Alone

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