There’s a kind of loneliness one can feel in a crowd.
It’s the kind of being separate & unnoticed.
It’s one of a marriage gone numb & routine.
Of giving one’s heart & time…
Giving one’s all to the wind & the darkness…
And in this loneliness,
One struggles to find oneself…
To appreciate oneself
And praise oneself…
When no one else will.
For that is the challenge now
To live for oneself
And look to oneself…
For the acknowledgement,
The appreciation,
The notice & care…
How do they do it?
Those who can…
Live for themselves
Being happy with themselves & their lives
With those around them
Too wrapped up to notice.
How can I be like that?
Please help me…
For it is so lonely,
When you’re waiting
For your love to be noticed.
Rhiannon
12/7/06
