Loneliness

Everything has changes. Although nothing has change. At this point of my life, loneliness doesn’t even match the way I really feel. Ever wonder where are the decent people? Or even the people that can just understand where you are coming from? Ever stood in a crowd of people and hear them but it’s just atoms of sounds not words? But at this point of my life, I’m afraid loneliness isn’t the word that match the way I feel.