Sixteenth of December

Some nights surrounded by friends
are darker than others, because
while together, I am alone.

The conversations slip right past me,
never a moment to speak an opinion
so I sit and listen
observing these strangers
I call my friends
and I’m terribly alone.

Perhaps you’ll read this and think
I have those nights too
and maybe through it all,
we’re not as alone as we feel.

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