I am a loner, for me there is no place.
Hiding in the darkness, not revealing a face.
Unduly apprehensive, unable to be understood.
Wanting to have friends, but end up being rude.
Spotted by bullies, in depression I slide.
No friends to defend me, no friends in sight.
Don't stare at me like that!!
No one shall ever know how I feel.
but may I ask a question-- "is that smile of yours real?"
Overly used oxygen, and here I sink alone.
Why change?! when reality is already known.
Author Notes: I made this poem on July 2016. this poem was based on the things I experienced from the past as a loner, its not that good but i just felt like posting it.