Lost

littlegoat23

All around the room I hear conversations swirl

I'm alone, withdrawn in my shell.

Millions of thoughts lightly brush my lips,

but they never escape.

I feel all alone, and out of place.

Not knowing where I belong in this class,

Usually I am able to connect...maybe those times have passed.

So here I sit with my thoughts while I try to blend in,

with my one comrade who will be with me until the end,

My precious paper and pen.

 

  • Author: littlegoat23 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 17th, 2017 22:09
  • Comment from author about the poem: Wrote this in class today during our break in the middle of class, hope you all enjoy.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 73
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  • Phoenix8523

    Nicely written LG! -- phoenix

  • WriteBeLight

    Great one littlegoat23! 🙂



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