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Where have I gone, I want to come back


It is 1:37pm on a saturday

I have not eaten yet today

I am hungry but I feel no need to

the time was about 8:30 when I woke

a decision was made to take myself

out to lunch

I cannot go yet for I have not

brushed my teeth

someone is in the shower

I wait

sitting in loneliness

trapped in my own room

loud noises and yelling occupying

the house

deciding between several but unappealing

options for lunch

I do not have a car

walking is my mode

left with only a few

no friends to come along

those are gone

just me

storming has begun

bathroom is still occupied

is there even a purpose to my endever

downstairs I go to eat whatever I see

bored

bored of a repeat day

bored of my room

bored of this city

bored of being alone

I forgot how to socialize

do I talk too much or too little?

are they just nice or do they

want to be my friend?

nevermind the second one

I have a free day next week

Art Institute is what I decide to 

occupy my time

alone

I will go alone to ease my mind

the thought of getting someone to go

is unbareable

no response, no interest, too busy

thats all my phone displays

all alone I go

 

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<p>I really felt what you were trying to convey in this poem. I love how raw it was, not pertaining to any certain structure or technique. It was just real words from you, real words that hit close to home. I&#39;d love to read more of your writing. :&#39;)&nbsp;</p>

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