Everyone else happily in a circle sat
Chatting away as happily as can be
They sat there talking about this and that
And every one was happy - All but me
I have turned my back on the happy bunch
Sobbing a stream of a thousand tears
Unaware everyone else eats their lunch
Unaware I need help from my fears
Everyone laughs and jokes - Each having fun
While I crawl up into an unseen ball
Waiting for the help that will never come
Isolated and neglected, I fall
All I ever wanted was empathy
But in their group they will never see me
3rd December 1998
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