Sometimes I sit and stare out at the people walking by, wondering if they’ve felt as I’ve felt, trap

Posted 11 months, 1 week ago
Sometimes I sit and stare out at the people walking by, wondering if they’ve felt as I’ve felt, trapped, alone, but guiltily content in the knowledge that I will never know another’s thoughts, and therefore can feel special due to my unique loneliness.
~ Moryah DeMott