The Loner

Poem on the Loner
I lean against the playground wall,
Watching all the happy children playing,
Leaving them alone,
Doing some boredom-beating tricks
I am a lonely child,
Who does not play with anybody

Thinking about the past,
I used to be like the children
Happy and contented with their lives,
Playing everyday
Now that no one wants to befriend me,
I am the Loner,
Slacking every single day

The children are gossiping about me,
In their familiar clique
I bet that they are talking bad about me,
As they are laughing at me
Tears rolled down my cheeks,
And I started to cry

I am the Loner,
With no friends
Nobody to play with,
Nobody to rely on
How lonely I am,
Hope someone will be my friend