Inside Myself

Inside Myself

I am alone
Inside on my own
Everyone outside together
But I, I am alone
Nobody cares if I’m alone,
Or dead
If someone would just see me,
Or hear me
I would not be so alone.
Inside myself,
Slowly going insane

Out Of Touch 

You walk down the street in the cold
You have no baggage and no hands to hold
Everyone is out of touch
They really don’t seem to care that much
It seems that as the days go on
You put your feelings on the shelf
When you should be out finding yourself