Life In Isolation

I've been alone in this isolation
No more irrigation, no more commotion
I can't reach the lines
'Cause something stops me, girdled with vines

They hate me for being me, that's the truth
Aloofness benumbing me, I take the booth
And I can't face them
With valor, fiesting my own modem

Teaching me the true meaning of outcast
And torture me in different way, to last
I can't cope with it
I am fragile, I hate to admit

Is there someone would like to extend hands?
Disappointing, nobody would, no more lands
To put a new life
That's the definition of my life

by Sheldon Allen Saluta

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