Alone

What is it like to be by yourself and all alone; Imagine always being around people but in your own zone.

Always hearing people talking but never saying a thing; Might as well be completely invisible neva being seen.

Only time you get acknowledged is when something is needed from you; Funny how that works, not eva noticed til you need to be used.

People seem to over look the fact your in the area; Til they need what you have and then it's O look who is here.

How long have you been here, I didn't even notice; Of course not, since I don't matter, they always think I'm joking.

Yet facts are facts and reality truly is a bitch; I'm like that spot on your body you forget about til you have an itch.

Just like the forgettable parts of your life you don't think of til you have to; Or parts on your car didn't know exist til break and have to replace new.

It's hard to express the extent of loneliness I truly feel; When always round people yet don't even seem to be the real deal.

Always seem to be left out of rotation or conversations; If I try to speak on it always seems to be lost in translation.

Either they don't know, don't show, or just flat out don't care; Which is made worse by fact it is the people who supposed to be there.

As in the ones I can count on in that time of grief or need; Yet when that time comes get nothing at all in way of my news feed.

If I was CNN then bottom of the screen would be completely blank; Since when I ask for help my people act like they lose the ability to think.

Let alone go out they way to do anything helpful of any merit; If there help was clothes then I'd be naked and alone having to grin and bear it.

Only good thing at all is knowing already before what to expect; It is like being in a demolition derby, you know your going to wreck.

So what can you do to make yourself seem or feel more included; Whether be in conversations or a weekend getaway while being secluded.

Just the feeling of being wanted for more than what you can provide; Would be the ultimate bridge to help close up the divide.

To pull me in and once again feel like I'm part of the team; When clicking on all cylinders runs smoothly like in a dream.

One of the best feelings I can begin to try and describe; Not really a feeling but something in the air, felt it was a vibe.

But without it feel so empty almost robotic like a drone; Learn to have no feelings when always have company yet always all alone.