In a crowded room,
Completely alone,
Surrounded by people,
None of them known.


The familiar faces I see,
Are nothing but masks,
Hiding the true persons beneath,
As they go about their tasks.


So I cut myself off,
From the noise of them all,
Sitting in silence,
Behind my own wall.


I talk to no one,
Not because I am proud,
But because Iā€™m an outcast,
Alone in the crowd.

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WoW! this was very well written!

I can honestly say that I have felt this so many times in my life, but my reasons are a little different I have been well, never really alone i my head I have all the company I want, its in a crowd I cant always keep track of so many conversations lol! seriously I was very quiet growing up. pushed aside ignored, yeah I had a pretty tough time watching everyone else get the love I needed. but its ok I have all the love I need inside myself for everyone and anyone who needs it. though mind you I dont like attacks, I ignore but some assholes just need to be told for thier benefit and others! LoL! cheers great poem... you got me to reveal too much of my self. fie! fie! great work.

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

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