Alone Path Poem by Dead Beat Poet

Alone Path



I wonder what it like,
not to be alone.
To have friends who care,
somewhere to call home.

That's not for me,
no matter my choice.
They will cast me off,
without ever hearing my voice.

Alone is where I belong,
never cross my path.
You don't even know my name,
it's time we take a bad bath.

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