Alone In the City of Rome

Alone In The
City Of Rome

Sometimes I feel unlikely alone,
To visit the city of ancient Rome.
Not because I hate the city,
But it makes me feels a little scary.
It's a nasty task to walk alone,
With no one to phone,
In the city of ancient Rome.

I feel like to call home,
And leave the city of Rome .
Not because I'm missing mom,
Or scared of the coming storm.
It's a nasty task to walk alone,
With a bunch of ghosts and stone ,
In the city of ancient Rome.

I feel like doing nothing,
And sit and cry for something,
Happening on the streets of Rome,
Which makes me feel all alone.
It's a nasty task to sit alone,
With a bunch of couples along,
In the city of ancient Rome.

I feel like a bit hungry,
And sit and watch a play of rugby.
So i bought a packet of fried corn,
And sit in the corner and scorn,
Which makes me feel all alone,
In the city of ancient Rome,
In the city of ancient Rome.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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De Beaulieu Avatar
January 31, 2018 at 6:53 PM
That is no place to feel alone.It is no fun to travel alone.
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