LONELINESS
I sit in a crowded room yet feel so lonely
Isolated despite the crowd, no one sees me
I sit and shake
Why is it I quake?
Fear comes over me I shake and quiver
I am feeling cold and shiver
I am too scared to speak and share my views
Instead I look at the floor and my shoes
The meeting ends I head home
Its not too far to roam
The streets and reach the safety of my door
On my way I pass someone lying on the street it is obvious they are poor
I try and talk to see why they are there
It is then I hear their story of despair
I do what I can to help allay their fears
And pass some money over to give them some cheer
Despite all this my loneliness continues
As I head down all the avenues
At last I reach home, unlock the door
Picking up the junk mail off the floor
Not one piece of personal mail
Oh well it is tomorrow I will sail
Out of the window like all my dreams
My life has fallen apart at the seams
By
FIONA STEVENSON
© Copyright Reserved 2009
I sit in a crowded room yet feel so lonely
Isolated despite the crowd, no one sees me
I sit and shake
Why is it I quake?
Fear comes over me I shake and quiver
I am feeling cold and shiver
I am too scared to speak and share my views
Instead I look at the floor and my shoes
The meeting ends I head home
Its not too far to roam
The streets and reach the safety of my door
On my way I pass someone lying on the street it is obvious they are poor
I try and talk to see why they are there
It is then I hear their story of despair
I do what I can to help allay their fears
And pass some money over to give them some cheer
Despite all this my loneliness continues
As I head down all the avenues
At last I reach home, unlock the door
Picking up the junk mail off the floor
Not one piece of personal mail
Oh well it is tomorrow I will sail
Out of the window like all my dreams
My life has fallen apart at the seams
By
FIONA STEVENSON
© Copyright Reserved 2009
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