Alone

Crowded rooms, with groups of people, No friendly faces shown, Evil stares and sympathetic glares, But I stand alone. I’m sick of their thoughts said aloud, All set in an obnoxious tone, But I stick through it and ignore their hate, And I still stand alone. Few friends I have to comfort me, Parents are never home, Sometimes it’s not an illusion, I really am alone. By now many would be chilled, But with no love I am stone, No one cares enough to try, And so I feel alone. The world has gotten worse and worse, Though they think that it has grown, Trust me when I say this, Because I stand alone. They don’t understand me, And from what I’ve known, They don’t have the nerve to trust me, And so I stand alone. I feel as hollow as a cave, Right down to the bone, I wish and wish, and try so hard, Yet I still stand alone. Through the years I’ve learned a lot, And I, myself have grown, And with that knowledge I understand, That I must stand alone.