Alone (poem)

I have sat on the sidelines year after year, 

observing but never understanding.

I watch friends stroll through the mall,

 whilst I browse alone and sink into sorrow.

I watch a couple on Instagram and I cry, because it is not me. 

Most days I have nobody to speak to, 

no one to tell my struggles,

or happy moments.

My heart aches for a sense of belonging or friendship

in a world filled with people who do not want me. 

I am so tired of being alone.