Alone, lost, denied are three things that do not escape my mind. I constantly question my self and ask “When are these feelings going to stop?” little voices around me whisper “soon” but my mind, what I presume is reality, dominates “never”. So alone I do not know how to act, feel or cry. So alone I am left behind, behind the crowd, gone with the wind. So many days I wondered “why me?” so many others I cried uncontrollably. I don’t know what more to do, I don’t know what more to say, one more word and it’s goodbye friends, peacefully I’ll lay.