Maybe Poem by Elizabeth Willis.
Maybe
Alone is where I sit
Alone is where I stand
Quiet
Distant
My life is like a fan
Spinning
Swirling
Moving too fast
How do I stop it?
It's all too much sometimes
Maybe
Just maybe
I was meant to stand alone
Monday, October 29, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: alone
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