David Lomenick

Social Isolation

I try to talk to you,
but you turn and walk away.
Am I really that boring,
is the life I have not valuable to you?
Thinking you would listen to me,
now I sit in my room knowing that i'm trying so hard,
but my social isolation seems to be killing me inside.

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 29, 2005

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Comments about Social Isolation by David Lomenick

  • Rebecca De Luna (10/10/2007 7:16:00 PM)

    i know the feeling: |

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  • -s.i.m. (12/6/2005 4:58:00 PM)

    i've had days like that too dude don sweat it things work out

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  • Tiyler Durden (11/30/2005 2:00:00 AM)

    Great poem, very true.....keep up the good work....

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