Loneliness

I sit, alone in thought.
The world passes me by.
No one stop to talk awhile.
I have many friends,
But it always seems that
I really don't belong.
Always the outsider, the tag-a-long.
Loneliness is a disease,
Gnawing away from the inside out.
I am fighting an uphill battle,
Refusing to give up.
Just remember, though,
That it only took a single straw
To break the laden camel's back.
And my burden is already quite heavy...