The Dangers of Isolationism
I sit here wondering,
What did I do wrong?
Why is everyone ignoring me?
Jealousy, maybe.
They should know jealousy is burning, internal fire.
It would never go away.
But I still want to know,
What did I do wrong?
My friends have been so pronely,
Leaving me to be on my lonely,
Status
But I am just called on when they say,
“The enemy has attacked us”
I leave them to be,
Cause they love to act like they can’t see me.
What did I do wrong?
Tears rolling down my face,
Thinking of the chains I thought I could break.
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