Mr Lonely

Nobody is around me, The figure heard is inside to be, My heart feels cold, Looking around feeling bought, or sold. Characters seeking the way, On the bench I watch as they play. No heart to feel love, Each who opens I choose to shove, Shove out of anything to do with me, Feeling as if there's no more to see. I'm lonely in a world so defined, Defined with labels; I'm not intertwined, Hurt from one can last, Now I can go with out people; I fast. They talk up the pace of the rhythm as they do, Although I'm lonely; I do have a clue. Quiet lurks around every bend, When will my voice speak out the thoughts I send? A sponge I hold as my mind, To take in each thing I find. Looking over my shoulder, Keeping my head up to those colder. The loneliness is a box of space, Filled up with each and every face. You're not judged by my naked eye, I'm a lonely one; the one who is shy. The number one is first on the chart, Giving this three letter word a head start. One day I won't be so lonely I pray, But Mr. Lonely I'll be until that day.