(A)Lonely

So desperately lonely she cannot escape
try as she might to carve out this gape
lips chapped and wind furiously trying to touch
she looks away from the other's much

Craving the company of someone, anyone
she can't help but feel that she hasn't won
since they, the strangers, have a friend
and she, though possessing many, is alone in the end

The war, it seems, is futile
she'll always end up solitary for a while
without the comfort of another's smile
she'll sit in solemn silence
and try not to think of my can'ts,
shortcomings, flaws
that, inevitably, leave me
breaking my very own laws