I am sitting

Sitting in the sofa

I am all alone

There is no one here

What am I doing?

Nothing really

Why did I move?

What was I thinking?

I know…

If I really think about it

I do

It was time

I needed my space

But why is it so hard?

Why do I feel so alone?

I am a person

As a person I need other people

But they are all around me

In the street

In the shops

At school

But it is not the same

They are not the right people

They are not the main characters

They are the insignificant one

The people you see

But who is not really there

You know they exist

But you do not acknowledge them

Why is that?