Alone Again, Normally

No one seems to be home once more
I’m alone and waiting for a change
It seems that people just disappear
No matter how wide I spread my range

I’ve tried to be gregarious
And I’m told I am quite adept
But it seems when looking for friends
I am undoubtedly very inept

I guess I’m always sticking in my part
I feel as though I am never quite equal
I leave and I seem to disappear
My whole life is this endless sequel

I know it’s me not those around
It’s my perception dragging on me
But as noted this is continual and fixed
It’s hard not to believe what I see

Barbara Blackcinder

About Barbara Blackcinder

I am a poet/writer with a need for words. There are so many out there that I haven't used yet. They define all reality and mine when you read those from me.
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