Disconnect

When I look at my friends,

Do you know what I see?

People that have meant the world to me.

That was what I thought,

And even still slightly feel,

But how much of it is real?

Do they really care for me as much as I do?

Then why do I still feel alone,

And disconnected?

Why is it that I am left in discontent?

I seek solitude because I'd rather be alone,

Thank be surrounded by people and feel alone.

I love my friends for reasons unknown,

But I still feel empty and not at home.

There is a disconnect and I don't know why,

But one day I'll find a group 

Where I will feel like I belong.

Where I will be free, and will easily get along.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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