I feel like I am a magnet, A magnet working in reverse. The harder I try to get close to people, The more distance it seems to create. Do I have some odd disease? Some rare disease that scares people off?? Because I know that I’m not scared to be close to people… I know that is not the problem. Although, the problem must be in me somewhere. There is something very wrong with me, And I am unable to identify it. This is so frustrating, To be so alone. To have no one. No one to talk to. No one to call a best friend. No one to call up on the phone just to talk. And to have no one to hang out with. I feel so alone. So alone, I feel I could cry. Why does it seem like I am the only one with this problem? Why does everyone else seem to have Someone? Why am I so alone? I know there is something wrong with me, Because I am the only person I know who hasn’t ever had a best friend. I am the only one, who hasn’t shared their passions, and their dreams, and their life with another person. With another person they can call their best friend. And don’t you Dare tell me I’m over exaggerating. Don’t you dare do that to me. I know me, I know my life. You are on the outside. You are on the outside looking in. You don’t know me; you don’t know what it’s like to never have had someone to call a best friend. You don’t know how I feel, You’ve never been there. You’ve never been alone. You don’t know me, And you know how I can tell? I know because, you are not my best friend, are you?!? I haven’t told you my dreams, my passions, or my life. There is no way that could know none of this, and still say that you know me. You can’t say you know how I feel. You can’t tell me I’m not alone. Because I am. I am alone.Birth sign: Scorpio
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