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A ROOM FULL
OF PEOPLE
Morgan Natanek
A room full of fake smiles and laughs So many people to talk to
So many people to laugh with
and I feel alone.
No one noticed
But why would they
I was a nobody
I was too quiet.
I was soaking up all of their secrets and writing a book about them. Right?
The people I grew up with
The people I trusted the most
The people I revealed my secrets to The people who I thought
Who I thought
Who I thought
were my closest friends
A room full of people and I feel alone.
The good ones were gone
But the abominable ones were here to stay
The whispers were deafening
The words that came from their evil, narcissistic lips were petrifying
How could someone who LOOKS so innocent say such sinister things? A room full of people
and I feel alone.
The emptiness in my body feels like I’m drowning in my thoughts and I
can’t seem to catch a breath of fresh air. The emptiness in my body feels like I am being used for a science experiment.
Something being poured into me. to liquify my insides.
But wait. . . . . .
there is nothing to liquify.
The emptiness in my body
The feeling of having no one is like being locked in an asylum by myself where the walls are dark and look soft. When you go to touch them, they are hard as a rock and cold as the arctic. The feeling of having
no one is like walking around with a post-it on my back that reads. . . “kick me”
No one to be there for me The feeling of having no one
The feeling of nothing is like fight- ing a war with the rest of the world. Billions against one. It’s just me against the world. Constantly. Never any change. Me. Only me. By myself. Day. After day. After day. After day. Me. Only me. By myself. Feelings.
What feelings?
The feeling of nothing
If just one person Just one
Would care
for once
A room full of people And I feel alone.