LM (March 10,1967 / Chicago, IL. USA)

Alone

I’m from a family of seven
which to most it would seem
as if I would never be lonely.
But somehow in all that crowd
I always feel as if I’m alone.
Alone as a feather on the wind,
or alone as a single grain of sands.
My voice speaks but no one in the
family hears it. I reach out for
a hug but all I grasp is air.
I’m alone.
Alone as one ripple is on the sea.
Alone as the sun is in the sky.
In a family of seven somehow
I’m alone.

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this poem really touch me because i am 1 of 7 kids the only girl and when my mom passed away back in 1988 I have had no one to truely be here for me i have been on my own sense i was 14 with no one my dad has always told me that i am a girl and he dont know how to treat me