In a crowd, I stand alone
In trying times, am all by my own.
When I have achieved,
I pat my own back.
When I am in grief,
It’s a friend that I lack!
What do they care if am hurt,
If asked they say, I was hardly worth!
How could I have been so naïve?
To not have seen the falsity they portrayed!
May be I was deaf, may be I was blind,
As, now, I Have ended up with lonely kind!
It takes some time, but now am fine,
For, now, its SOLITUDE that I find Divine!!