Sometime's I Cry...

When will this loneliness eventually fade evaporate , dissipate as a clouded puddle that stagnates in it's stillness Is it me ? or , is it the world outside of me that's challenging to understand ? conversation's are broken fore the lack of connection simple is so easy like wading in the kiddie pool me , I suppose , I enjoy deep sea diving the challenge and the wonder's found , level's of treasure way beyond the surface sometime's , I just cry inside... not so much of any kind of pain I suppose it's just a cry for a bottled up world with nowhere to go.... which make's me wonder where I'm going watching the world , understanding the way thing's are not wanting to follow in such shallow footstep's.......