
Found this on one of my memory drives. Kind of still feel a little like this but too much. The walls we put up keep others out but no matter how hard we try to take them down, its hard to feel like we have friends.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 241 - Published: 11-29-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3078744
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I have been feeling like the person I once was. The one who didn't like to make friends because of a fear that they would just use her or hate her. The one that felt alone in a crowded room. I just feel very low right now.
Alone But Surrounded
I look around and what do I see
A group of people
Yet I don't think they see me
I am feeling feeble
I run through every word before I say it
For fear that they would leave
So here I just sit
Hoping and praying that they won't forget me
I look at pictures and see the fun they had
Am I not allowed to have fun too
It's not that I'm mad
I had stuff to do
Lying in the cold
I look up at the stars
Thinking about the times of old
Sitting on the tires and watching cars
At least I knew where I stood
Here I am venturing into new grounds
Trying to catch up, wishing I could
Hoping that I will be found
The fake smile is coming back
The lies are being told
Too many to keep track
Don't leave me out in the cold
I know I am not normal
You don't need to remind me
If you want I can be formal
Just don't leave me be
This is something I wrote to get the feeling of loneliness out of my system.
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