Teen Ink

   Thoughts are swimming in my head,

but my brain is barren.

I sit among a crowd of people,

but I am isolated.

Sometimes I don't know

what to do,

what to say,

what to write,

so I just let my feelings

escape through my pen.

If they don't make sense,

it doesn't matter.

I just want to tell someone

that I'm perfectly happy,

completely confused,

incessantly calm,

passionately angry.

I need one person,

a diamond to sparkle

in my life,

a kindred spirit

to bond with my own

and complete my life.

I need a friend

who understands me

more than I do.

I search the world

for a soul that is just as

happy,

confused,

calm,

angry,

as my own.

So I sit and ponder.

Thoughts are swimming in my head,

but my brain is barren.

I sit in a crowd of people,

but I am isolated.

Life has a meaning,

but I just haven't found it yet.