People surrounding me,
How could this be?
Why in the world,
Am I lonely?
I know they love me,
But not one person,
Will talk for more than a minute.
There's that empty spot.
Longing for some one to fill it,
I know Jesus is the "filler",
But in a room full of friends,
I don't seem to have one.
This is probably the funniest thing I've written.
It makes no sense.
That I'm lonely,
Surrounded by friends.