Lonesome Me Poem by Phil Soar

Lonesome Me



You could call me a casual acquaintance
my friends are quite distant to me
I'm afraid it's the way that I like it
others think I'm as weird as can be

Truth is, I have always been lonely
though to others, I may be quite loud
yet I seek nothing more and I'm only
a face that's not seen in a crowd

As I drift through each day on my own-some
It just doesn't matter too much
as long as I can stay in my home some
my writing can be my life's crutch

Monday, March 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Manonton Dalan 18 January 2016

I am with you reading what you have written at your home-some ways

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