I'm left alone,
Life seems so wrong,
The day is boring,
And sad hours seem long.
What's wrong with me,
I simply can't get,
Why I am so bored,
Why non one's called me yet.
I'm about to go mad,
Over everything,
What's the point,
Of having a song to sing.
I'm trying to be happy,
But I don't know how,
I'm about to grab my hair,
And start tearing it out.
I don't know why,
I can't keep seeing,
A purpose to my day,
Or why there's No One Visiting.
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
Loneliness...............sad............but familiar & common
