I’ll be missed

Why do I walk alone?
In this lonely path.
Why can’t I join them?
They are just walking ahead.

Why this forlorn thought?
No one really cares.
Am I being Ignored?
Will my voice be heard?

A friend stops and turns back.
‘Idiot, why are you so slow?’
Still giving that feeling,
I’ll in some way be missed.

Alone

Alone, I am here,
Waiting for you.
Alone with strangers,
No one to talk.

Alone I sit,
In this black couch.
Alone with strangers,
nothing to share.

Alone I sit,
In this large room.
Alone with strangers,
waiting for a friend.

Alone I sit,
with thoughts in my mind.
Alone with strangers,
for nearly an hour.

Alone I sit,
in this cold front.
Finally with a friend,
whom I can count.