What do I call this feeling? Am I left alone, or am I loved?
Then why do I feel so unwanted by everyone—
even by my parents, even by the person I love the most?
Am I really just a passing cloud,
or am I the planet that always comes around everyone?
Why am I feeling like this again?
Everything was good,
but once again, things are turning bad.
The very thing I was afraid of
is happening right in front of my eyes.
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Author:
Eria (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 13th, 2025 13:57
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Comments1
The vagueness in this poem allows the reader to read into it their own personal meaning and make it applicable to so many. Nicely written
Thanks a lot! I love how everyone finds their own meaning in it, that makes writing feel more alive
You are most welcome
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