Another poem.

Alone I sit, all by myself.

Surrounded by people, but alone I sit.

My thoughts stay within my head.

No words cross my lips.

Calls for my attention go unanswered.

Alone I am, despite the hustle of people.

Loneliness,

Despair,

Fear.

People are all around me,

Bumping,

Pushing,

Talking.

But still I feel alone,

even in a crowded room.