Bridgette Pratt Poems

I sit and listen as the world goes by. People laughing and talking, and I wonder why.
Why am i alone in a world so silent, why is it just me, why am i so lonely?
It's funny because I just knew my life would be different, I would have friends and things to do, so much that I'd have to repent.
Instead the only voice i hear often is my own or the tv, no phone calls, no picnics, I'm even alone at the movies. There must be something wrong with me.
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I want to scream and shout,
toss this room all about.
I am looking for my love,
I know i put it right over there,
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