Lonely soul <br />dripping salty liquids <br />through her eyes <br />bowing her head in shame <br />for she is ashamed of who <br />she's not <br />a woman of the world <br />like everyone else <br />like everyone wants her to be <br />by herself she always stays <br />longing to be with the rest <br />like the rest <br />she remains alone <br />her hands shake <br />as an earthquake would <br />as she dreams of the way <br />she would like her life to be <br />smiling <br />laughing <br />friends all around <br />people all around <br />a reality <br />far from her own <br />is what she longs for <br /> poor, lonely soul <br />her body quivers <br />her salty liquids drip <br />her mind wanders <br />and <br />she wonders why... <br />why does she have to be the <br />only one <br />the only one <br />left in the fields of <br />nothingness <br />when everyone else <br />has something to hold on to <br />and <br />she doesn't...<br /><br />Kay Allen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-to-myself/
