Alone

Isn’t it sad,

When you are

Surrounded by people

In midst of a crowd

And see the whole world

Running around you

But you have

No one to talk

No one to listen

You are all alone.

 

Isn’t it sad

That the earth is

Teeming with people

Yet you express

Your emotions

Your wishes

In an inanimate

Diary.

 

Isn’t it sad,

When you admire

Someone around

But you still

Don’t want to

Trust them.

 

Isn’t it sad,

When you do

Let go

Behave wild

Just when

You are alone.