Odd Man Out

everyone's happy.
with someone to hold.
yet I sit here on the bench.
all alone and cold.

seeing them pass by.
smiling, having fun.
while I stay left out.
where my happiness is None.

I sigh in neglect.
left out from all the joy.
yet they always pass by.
looking past the bench boy.

I sit there, wanting.
holding my own hand.
wanting to be loved.
not dazed in a wonderland.

so, sitting there waiting.
for someone to see.
to sit next to me.
and set me free.