Lonely
I sit here and all is quiet
My life is one of solitude
Outside the world lives and laughs
In my room life exists
Once I jumped about
I frolicked and even loved
My world was full
My world was complete
Then the cold harsh reality
Truth was revealed
My life was a lie
I am lonely evermore
This poem was written by Evan Forrester on May 25, 2007.
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