Alone

Sometimes,
I want to go
Hide myself away
Where I will not be found
I don�t want to listen to
The endless phone calls
Of irritating gossip
Confusion spinning around my head
Who really are my true friends?
Silent fighting
Comments sent through my limp body
Tired
Of feeling angry
Wanting sugar donut comments to
Gently sweep through me
Like a swift fall breeze

^{Ashton Pettigrew}