END OF FEELING SEPARATE

A tree in the forest

Felt lonely ever

She pronounced it

Widely and loudly

Others consoled her

“We are around you

You are among us

You are one of us”

“You are not my type

I am a separate world

I live a different life”

She reflected herself

Shivering in the wind

Time went in a hurry

The forest lost to city

And in the end

Her loss was the same

Just like others