I am here alone,

music in my ears,

thoughts flowing

like water.

If I could be all you want me to be

would I still be me

and would anything mean

the same to me?

The night is cold,

alone yet again,

without any friends here

I am on my own

with no place to go

and nothing to imagine

except leaving this place.

I am here alone,

you could include me

but I am not one of you

and it is perfectly clear.

I am here alone

dreaming of not being alone

but maybe I was always

meant to be alone.