Island

Standing on an island of millions

Yet having the overwhelming sense of alone

What is my chaos is not theirs

I cannot lend myself to others

As I find that what I am is not valid

My sense of self is lost

And although there is a hand reaching out

It is mearly an illusion

For this is a deserted isle

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