You can be lonely in a crowd
That feeling that you’re different
That nobody understands you
Isolated from friends and family
When others tell you what you’re like
And they’ve got it wrong
Very wrong
And you can’t tell them
The suffering cuts your soul
Pain –
Physical
Emotional
Mental
Anguish that tears through all 3 states
Being human feels like prison
Stuck in amongst aliens
Looking at you like you’re a walking zoo
Misinterpreting what you say
How you look
How you act
People look, judge
But can’t see you
Can’t understand you
Loneliness is not just being on your own
It’s being on your own
Whoever you’re with
Trying to communicate
Through a filter
That obviously doesn’t work
People say talk to someone
My door’s always open
The kettle’s always on
But that just for their Fb page
They don’t how to listen
Or they listen but can’t hear
Look but can’t perceive
No one has the key to that prison
Until your sentence is over
Or realise that being is not just human

It’s universal and humanity lost the translator….