I always wonder; why am I so lonely?
Is it because I am clumsy,
Or is it because of my lack in confidence?
I always live life in silence.
Never speaking a single word to those around me
I never had a chance to feel free.
I would always lock myself away from the outside world
Afraid of all the things that made me hurled.
Everyday, when I look at the mirror
I think of life as one big blur.
The only friend I've ever had was darkness
I would always think that life was just pointless.
So everyday, when I draw something gloomy
I ask myself; why am I so lonely?
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An insightful depiction of loneliness and sadness occasioned by depression, well articulated and nicely brought forth from inner recesses of the heart with conviction. A good portrayal of loss of sunshine is in deplorable life at its lowest ebb. Thanks for sharing Alyssa. Please read my poem POETIC MASTERPIECE.