Sometimes, in the middle of works need to be done and time spent entirely for them, it came.


All Alone

They're everywhere


People


All around

me


They're with me

I'm with them

all alone


They do what they do

I do what I do


All done

All alone


What is it

that makes what this is


Is it

because

they do what they do

and I do what I do?




Poetry by uwie
Read 789 times
Written on 2006-09-04 at 10:58

Tags Life  Perception  Loneliness 

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