Poetry that thinks out loud
Sitting here alone
I sit here alone talking to myself.
Watching others highlighted wealth.
I have nothing other than words to give.
I just about have enough to live.
Coming here to share my words.
Were now in a corner like mistreated herds.
What happened to those who advertised here.
Allowing people to express happiness or fear.
Now I know what its like to be invisible.
Not being seen by anyone at all.
Wait for a while but no one will call.
Who would like to visit the site of a fool.
The people who make up vast amounts.
Are the ones that allow payment by all accounts.
For if the writers and reader were not here.
This site wouldn't exist let that be clear.
Watching others highlighted wealth.
I have nothing other than words to give.
I just about have enough to live.
Coming here to share my words.
Were now in a corner like mistreated herds.
What happened to those who advertised here.
Allowing people to express happiness or fear.
Now I know what its like to be invisible.
Not being seen by anyone at all.
Wait for a while but no one will call.
Who would like to visit the site of a fool.
The people who make up vast amounts.
Are the ones that allow payment by all accounts.
For if the writers and reader were not here.
This site wouldn't exist let that be clear.
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Sitting here alone
Sitting here alone
