utterly alone
walking the halls alone,
crowded like always,
noise from every direction,
still I feel utterly alone.
People talk amongst friends,
people have stories to share,
people feel at home.
still I feel utterly alone.
at a desk ready to start learning,
the teacher is talking and children join in the conversation,
to me the conversation is floccinaucinihilification,
still I feel utterly alone.
This poem is about:
Me