Mary Ryan

Rookie (april 7,1961 / Kansas City, MO)

Loneliness - Poem by Mary Ryan

Being by myself day after day
Games made for two but only one to play
Crying in the night so no one will see
And wondering is it them or is it just me?
Being in a group but still feeling alone
And asking myself “Do I really belong? ”
Afraid to let people know how I feel
And asking myself, “Am I even real? ”
Thoughts run crazy and I feel really down
But with nowhere to go I just walk around town
Because of shyness and insecurity I don’t say a word
But inside myself I want to be heard
Wanting to change but I don’t know how
And wishing there was a way to end it all now
So I go my way, just playing a game
And because no one realizes, it’s all the same
Words on paper, it’s easy to write:
‘Maybe it’ll be different, maybe tonight’

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 29, 2006

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