Notes About The Poem
There is a site on the net called Lonely Tweets, where there is a continual update of lonely people tweeting lonely stuff. This poem attempts to reflect these thoughts.
Lonely Tweet
I always feel empty, but I now know my role,
To be invisible, here, out of sight,
My purpose in life is to sit in this crowd,
This crowd of colour, where I am the white,
And these hugs that I have, ready to go,
By the end of the day they are thrown,
Into the bin, with my smile, and my grin,
And I sit in my home all alone,
Where I scan through these thousands of “friends” that I have ,
And see all the happy they each post,
To remind myself that I’m always alone,
I’m the saddest invisible ghost,
I feel lonely, I feel sad, I feel pretty well worthless,
My joy has been all condemned,
I don’t want to live a solitary life,
But for that I need to have friends.
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