Lonely inside

Strange how you can feel alone

while laughing with a crowd.

and still conceal the pain you feel

in words you say outloud.


like when you're at a fancy meal

and staring from your seat.

while chubby diners dully drone

about the foods they eat.


No, Loneliness is not about

when people are too few.

Loneliness as I found out

is no one understanding you.







The End

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