I Sit on a Line

My thoughts on my position in social interaction.

I sit on a line,

A line quite defined,

With neither side mine,

Neither side mine.

And I sit quite alone,

Too alone to bemoan,

But crying I roam,

Crying I roam.

Now listen do I,

To the sounds and the sighs,

And the faltering cries,

The faltering cries.

And I wonder out loud,

How to help the poor crowd,

To dispel the dark cloud,

Dispel the dark cloud.

But then they reject me,

And I retreat to my lonely,

And sad bitter envy,

Sad bitter envy.

I sit on a line,

A line quite defined,

But neither side mine,

Neither side mine.

Author's Note

Flow and coherence are my biggest concerns with this one. Any ideas would be greatly appreciated!!! :)

Reviews

[TheLoneWriter]

I really enjoyed your writing. I love the repetition in it and I think it has a meaning behind that everyone can relate to. All in all, I think it has a nice pattern and flow to it!

[Jared Michael Smith]

Thank you so much! I'm glad I could give you something you enjoyed. :D