Alone

I find myself standing alone,
In a crowded place,
The feeling inside,
Empty.
Completely alone.

How can one person feel this way??
With the rush of bodies,
The air filled with chatter,
With each out-take of breath.

How could anyone be alone??
When there are so many people alive.
Full of life.
Rushing.
Chatting.

I sit here and wonder,
How my words never get noticed,
Never get replies.

Do I say them wrong??
Am I not included in the world of chatter??
Sitting here...
Alone.
Hurts.
More then anything.