Lonely in a crowd

I stand here lost and lonely amid a noisy crowd, the music hurts my head the beat is just too loud.I hear the whispers of them all but not the words of any.Chatter, chatter, words so many why can’t I make the sense of any!

I don’t know why I came here tonight I am tired, my clothes are wrong and my hair is a sight! Why do I do this to myself I may as well hold a sign saying I am on the shelf.

Someone handed me some wine, red, sad and bitter like me and tasted just like turpentine. I wish  I had stayed at home I feel so lost and all alone.

It is just like I am not here no one seems to notice or to care. I am here, can you see me can you hear..I am, I am here! I must be mad why do I stay I need to run I want to get away, There is nothing here for me I need the door I must be free.

Someone handed me some wine, red, sad and bitter like me and tasted just like turpentine. I wish  I had stayed at home I feel so lost and all alone.

I feel frightened I feel scared I am tired of this and unprepared for all of this.I have to go I am running scared. What the reason what’s the score I just can’t stand this any more.  Please let by please let me OUT.  Okay okay, sorry I won’t shout. Deep breath and reach the door, at last I am out of here I ‘ll not play this game any more.

18 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. catcherofstars
    Jan 25, 2012 @ 00:16:30

    We try so hard to fit in and do the things that others want us to and we forget to stop and ask ourselves if we are happy
    Very, very well said, my friend
    Andrea xxx

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    • willowdot21
      Jan 25, 2012 @ 08:07:15

      Thanks Andrea we have all been there, the party our friends insisted we must go to, the works do were you know no one and do not want too, the pub at Christmas or new year …ewe the horror of it I can feel myself climbing the walls now.!!xxx

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  2. Vampire Weather
    Jan 25, 2012 @ 07:48:34

    Oh how I have felt these words. You express those gripping emotions well, and it takes me to that moment in my mind. Excellent work

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  3. Martin Shone
    Jan 25, 2012 @ 10:35:19

    Parties – I agree with you here, Willow – I do not like them at all!

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  4. giselzitrone
    Jan 25, 2012 @ 12:54:33

    Das Leben ist nicht immer einfach man muss stark sein um dieses Leben zu leben.Grüsse und wünsche einen schönen Tag Herzlicher Gruss Gislinde.http://zitroneblog.wordpress.com

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  5. willofheart
    Jan 25, 2012 @ 15:11:33

    great post, this piece reminds me of my first high school reunion party that I attend last December, my goodness I felt like I wanna go home because I felt like I am not belong to the group, most of my friends are having there family of there own and that moment I just had a break up….

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  6. lilyklynn
    Jan 26, 2012 @ 09:32:38

    This is me when I’m forced to go out and “not be antisocial”. I stand there, amidst the congested crowd, looking at everyone else supposedly having a good time and wonder why on earth I allowed myself to be talked into coming. Someone spots me all alone, tells me to start drinking. I refuse. So they abandon me and continue romping. Then, after it’s all finally over, I go home and drown in my poetry for I am but an old, old person in a young person’s body. Clubbing, you say? No, invite me to a book club rather. Then I’ll have a jolly good time.

    Great piece, Willow. For so long I thought I suffered from some form of social anxiety, but it appears many others feel this way about parties too!

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  7. Unsungpoet
    Jan 26, 2012 @ 18:08:16

    I can really feel this…so honest and aptly expressed. I really like your style and am glad I found your blog.

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  8. granbee
    Jan 26, 2012 @ 19:09:12

    Well, thank goodness not ALL parties are like this! I agree, however, that many of them can be and the only thing to do is GET OUT without delay! You can have a much better party at home with just your cuppa and your chocky, as Martin tells us he does!

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  9. kate58
    Jan 26, 2012 @ 19:11:51

    Odd isn’t it…how one can feel their most alone when surrounded by people. Nicely expressed. xx

    Reply

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