Alone in this crowd, smothered with regret and now doubt.
Branded a waste by the management, abruptly tossed out,
No more use for me, that ship has sailed, all hope went south.
Respect doesn\'t know me and has no Idea what I\'m talking about.
Alone in this room my questions are asked aloud.
What have I done or said to be abandoned like an orphan child?
I\'ve apologized a thousand times; give me the number I\'d walk the miles.
If that\'s what it takes to hear you laugh, say our grace or see you smile.
Why can\'t I find the words to bring you back to \"us\", back to \"we\"?
How do I approach a Lioness in her element and not be the meat?
Why are the answers she gives me, handed in silence freely?
Am I a fool for loving from my soul, whole-heartedly?
Alone in my head, analytic with the frames.
confused with the reminded memory, was it all a game?
I hope the smiles were real, with the love being the same.
I feel like this is a dream, this reality hit like a damn train.
Alone in my alone wishing the only person to break
me, come pull me back together.
With just a real smile and take me
back to clearer thoughts and better weather.
Alexander Sanders