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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351037" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In A Room Of So Many</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351037" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In this room I am one with myself, <br>I sit alone, away from them, from the people, <br>I sit in the chair in the back, with only myself, <br>None notices me except the two people next to me. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351037" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They sit around me laughing with friends, playing their games, <br>They are all happy, all together, with one another, <br>But thats what it is to them, a game, <br>They don't need more people they don; t need another. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351037" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The girl on my right sits, lost, in her book, <br>Maybe she's there with the characters, in the past, or maybe the futrue, <br>She looks from word to word page to page within her book. <br>This is her pasttime, her fantsy, she is lost to know the books future. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351037" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To my left a boy sits facing the wall, music playing, <br>Both thumbs pressed against the small arrow keys, <br>POKeMON is what he sits and plays; <br>The small animals battleing growing, and looking for keys. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351037" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And here, in the middle of them of all the others, I sit alone, <br>At the tabble in my bubble of scilence, the aloness of being non-social, <br>In my green chair I write, alone. <br>If only I could talk to them, if only I were social. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351037" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So many people playing so many things, <br>UNO, rummy, conect four, cards and sharades, <br>These are only a few of the things, <br>Yet they don't notice me, my longing to know them, my own sharades.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351037" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">This room is filled with every feeling, everything good, <br>So few differences, yet so many, <br>I feel apart from them, yet in a way watching feels good., <br>Sitill I sit and I write, I am alone, I am one, in the room of so many.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Bethany+Maxwell">Bethany Maxwell</a></strong></div>

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