I Am Alone.

I am alone.

I feel alone although everyone is watching.

I feel alone but I’m always surrounded.

My vines, my roots are pulling me down.

I am alone.

I know people don’t care that I’m here.

I’m just here; I don’t know why.

Everyone rests on me like I’m their spare shoulders.

I am alone.

People only notice me for themselves.

And only themselves.

I’m only here when people need me, not when I need them.

I am alone.

I’m alone, and I know it.

But it doesn’t sit right with me.

I feel alone, everyone figures that I can handle myself though I’m drowning in

Emotion.

I am alone.

So now I figure, I just am.

I am a lonely tree, I don't understand why I am me.