I find myself surrounded
by a crowd of familiar faces
But I might as well
be surrounded by strangers
As these people
engage in never-ending conversation
About the things I
have no connection to
And so I find myself
a stranger in the room
Finding it hard
fitting in with these people
Feeling as empty and alone
as I’ve ever felt
All the while trying to
hide my feelings
I know I don’t belong
at this party
And want nothing more
than to escape it
But I must stay there
until the end
And so I flee to the
bathroom
Lock myself in the
stall and let the tears fall
Written April 20, 2016
© 2016 by Lena Kovadlo. Use with permission only.
Emotions flow in these images - sparking a feeling of knowing just what the writer is saying - great!
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