Alone
I pull myself away from the crowdBut I all want is their attention
I walk away from a conversation
Then I say noone wants to listen
to what I have to say
I walk alone even though
I complain to myself about beeing lonely
I hate the loneliness
But I love to be by myself in a crowd
But then I'm not a part of it
And when I'm there
That thought tortures me
Poetry by Inanitas
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Written on 2006-01-08 at 14:25
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