I'm alone.

Very alone.

No one wants me. 

And it sucks.

I bet not a lot of people,

Actually understand.

Understand being abandoned.

Being alone.

With your thoughts. 

That's all my poems are.

My thoughts.

These poems. 

Are how I think.

They are a cry for help.

But no one comes to my rescue,

The way I need.

I have friends.

But I need more. 

I'm so alone.

Save me from my thoughts.