All Alone
In this cold wet, lonely, empty room
Filled with darkness and the gloom
I'm looking at the blank walls
Praying someone, anyone will call
Waiting for a smiling face
Just to take me out of this place
All there is to see is emptiness,
All there is to feel is loneliness
Desperation attacks my heart
It's literally tearing me apart
I just don't know what I feel
All I know is that's it's real
Same sensations every damn day
How can I wipe these feelings away?
What is it that has caused me to be so far down?
When they're so darn many new people around
Acquaintances I call my friends
Not a one of them, can I depend
We get along well but it's all a game
I like them but it's still the same
Because they're all set in their ways
So there is no room for me to play
What would happen if I cried
Wouldn't everyone just pass me by?
What would happen if I was down?
Would anyone then come around?
Or would they go on to another?
Coming to me would be a bother
Maybe the problem is just me
Because I don't know who I should be.
Jim 1955
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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