I’m from a family of seven
which to most it would seem
as if I would never be lonely.
But somehow in all that crowd
I always feel as if I’m alone.
Alone as a feather on the wind,
or alone as a single grain of sands.
My voice speaks but no one in the
family hears it. I reach out for
a hug but all I grasp is air.
I’m alone.
Alone as one ripple is on the sea.
Alone as the sun is in the sky.
In a family of seven somehow
I’m alone.
Lore Me34
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-22/
