ALONE....

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ALONE....

ALONE.......
 
I work so many hours,
no one  even notices..
 
I try to reach the kids I teach at school,
they could care less..
 
I live in a house where there is no adult love for me,
even friends should talk sometimes...
 
I want to be seen, I want to matter,
no one seems to care.....
 
I want some space I can call my own,
no real place to call home...  
 
I can't talk anything but surface to my kids,
they seem to just live in the moment....
 
At night I cry myself to sleep,
no one hears me, no one comforts me......
 
I want to be hugged, I want to be loved, I want to be heard,
feeling oh so cold........
 
feeling all alone..
feeling all alone.........................
 
robin bell
10192008

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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