Alone is how I feel, all the time.

I stand outside my car in the rain.

No hat, no rain boots, just me in the rain.                    

When I open my door a receipt is seen dancing in the wind.

Not mine but I pick it up to recycle this little dude.

I stand as tall as I can with nothing in between.

The Nikes I have on right now are older than my age and

My car is leaking fluids. I can feel nothing.

Right now I can feel absolutely nothing.  The rain touches

My left shoulder, it graces my nose. But I can’t feel it.

I think I am finally realizing this. I think the thought just hit me.

It doesn’t matter where I am.

It doesn’t matter who I am with, I am alone and blank.

Blank like the canvas in front of the teacher.

I can see the man smile next to me and I don’t feel it.

I am alone in a world full of greedy humans. I am alone

In a place where no one can see me, they don’t understand.

As the gum sticks to the pavement in the morning rain,

I can see my life going down the drain.

I can pretend to be happy, even in the darkest of times.

I can pretend to like you and all around us.

But I just found out that I will forever be alone.

Like the one piece of grass that grew through the pavement.

Alone. I can have a man and a home, but all I feel is alone.

For the man, I feel sorry; I know he will never know. But he loves me

He is stuck here without me. My body lies next to

Him in bed, but I still feel empty.