Monday, July 25, 2016

Poem: Castaway

When I sit home alone
Sometimes I feel like a castaway
The only person to talk to
Me, myself and I
And so I do just that
For sitting all alone in total silence
Can be worse than being in a crowd
But feeling like you are
The only person in the room

Written July 25, 2016

© 2016 by Lena Kovadlo. Use with permission only.

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