An outsider

 

In a crowd around me
Smiling faces with glee
Their laughter fills the air.
What fun and frolic
What style and flair.
With endless beverages
And sustenance
Hot and cold
In an array of colours
And flavours
Fills the bellies and hearts
Yet, I am alone.
In a place full of company
I told myself I belong
But I was wrong.



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