Alone Poem

I wrote this one night in my room when I realized that people around me thought I was happy. I wanted to write down the truth. I wanted to write down how I felt.

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I'm Keke, and I'm 18 years old. I feel empty and selfish. Empty because nobody cares about me. Selfish because the ones that do aren’t enough. I love my friends, but they just don't fill me...

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Just Look Into My Eyes


Published by Family Friend Poems May 2009 with permission of the Author.

Look into my eyes.
Tell me what you see.
It won't be happy.
It won't be pretty.

The way I act
Makes me seem happy.
It makes me seem fine,
But look into my eyes.

There you will see,
See the hurt,
See the hate.
In my eyes I will seem distant.

Look into my eyes.
There you will see everything,
Everything I hold inside.
There you will see me.


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  • Ruth Gooch by Ruth Gooch
  • 4 years ago

My name is Ruthie. I am 50. My life has been nothing but a struggle. For 45 years I thought I was truly alone...a mistake of sorts. I was adopted at birth. Both parents were paraplegics. They divorced due to domestic violence and my momma raised me by herself. Both have passed away. Two failed relationships, abusive relationships too many to count. Five years ago, I realized I was never alone. My maker was with me all along. Now I am still alone physically. I have no friends, no family, no one except my dog Sir Wellington. He watches over me and my mom reminds me that she raised me alone in a wheelchair so I can raise Wellington alone. So alone we wait for our maker to call us home. Never ever give up. I have domestic violence injuries in my neck, shoulder, elbows, knee and foot...two titanium hips and severe arthritis and no support system whatsoever. No one to call. If I can do it, so can you.

  • David Valerga by David Valerga
  • 4 years ago

I know how you must feel. I'm 49, alone and a quadriplegic. Was not always a quadriplegic. Got into a jeep accident and flipped my jeep and broke my neck coming home from Iraq. Had two divorces. Both cheated on me. This was when I was in the Army. Then had two more relationships which both used me. I am alone with no one to turn to as well. But I do fight on and hope one day that one I've been looking for will share my heart.

  • Rhonda K Kuaana by Rhonda K Kuaana, 3311 Berkeley Road Hughson Ca 95326
  • 5 years ago

A child is born, a child is held, a child you love while you nurse them to sleep, a child you bond with forever in life, the memories we will make together, a child that grows into someone who is good. But somehow something goes wrong. What was once unconditional love turns to its opposite in meaning. What went wrong? I begged to find an answer, but no answer comes. I wait in my own shadow for something to show. What have I done for this to have happened? I live with the pain of not knowing why. I live with a blame with a list of maybe reasons. I cry every night while I say my prayers to please keep them safe and forgive them for their hate for a mother that only loves them.

  • Carrie Collins by Carrie Collins
  • 5 years ago

Hi. I have been living with depression and PTSD for 20+ yrs and I am engaged with a 2-year-old and I am always lonely and depressed, and I can never find happiness nor joy in my life. I put on a fake smile just to act like I'm okay, but really I'm not. How do I get over this feeling?

  • KeKe by KeKe
  • 7 years ago

I'm Keke, and I'm 18 years old. I feel empty and selfish. Empty because nobody cares about me. Selfish because the ones that do aren’t enough. I love my friends, but they just don't fill me up. I'm fighting depression, anxiety, and bulimia. Nobody understands. People say I'm too skinny, so I eat more than I should even when I'm not hungry. Every day when I walk home from school I stop by the store and buy food and stuff my face until I get home. Then I eat more. People say I'm gaining weight and that my thighs are disgusting. So I chug laxatives and apple juice and throw up everything I eat. I'm 5'8", weighing 126 lbs. Is this too much, too little, or just enough? I want to be loved for me.

  • Fairy Princess by Fairy Princess, Zurich,Switzerland
  • 5 years ago

I am 17 years old. My biggest mistake is I start loving people too much within a short notice or conversation. That's why I cannot tolerate when someone leaves me. Sometimes I feel so terrible that I can't even cry. I can't express my feelings to others. Even when I get hurt, I smile and talk infinitely as usual. I really am in need of a true friend.

  • Paula by Paula
  • 7 years ago

You are beautiful. It shouldn't matter what others say you. You should be happy the way that you are. I am fighting depression as well. Have you ever just looked in the mirror and told yourself that you love yourself and hug yourself? It is such a good feeling.

  • Nilufar by Nilufar, Iran
  • 8 years ago

I found it very soft , effective . It has a kind of simpleness which is really heart touching , And I wanna say , we think the same my friend :)

  • Hasan by Hasan
  • 9 years ago

I know how you feel, I feel the same cry every night like rain dropping from sky. People ask me How are you I say "I'm fine thanks" but they don't know how I feel day night but I thank god I'm still living in this world.

  • Charmailt by Charmailt, Singapore
  • 9 years ago

Your poem is amazing. It can be relatable to anyone who feels the same way. I decided to use the poem for my school project and I would like to ask when you were born because we have to include the birth date of the poet that we selected. Thank you. Keep up with the good work!

  • Unknown by Unknown, Anonymous
  • 10 years ago

Thank you
I hope it is ok if I use your poem for my school project and I know that feeling.

  • Kat by Kat, Kansas
  • 10 years ago

I feel like this almost 24/7. None of my friends have seen my real smile. All they can see is that my mouth is tilted upwards, so I must be happy. They say they know me so well, but if that's true, why can't they see through my lies? All I really want right now is a friend who'll look me in the eye and ask me what's wrong and give me a shoulder to cry on when I tell them. Is that too much to ask?

  • Ellen. Strathclyde by Ellen. Strathclyde
  • 10 years ago

I can relate to this poem . It's almost me. Since losing my family, I feel complete emptiness. I go to being alone with feelings of hate, discontented, sad, angry etc. to having the I'm great thanks, for those outside my four walls. How gut wrenching this can be, the need to perform really. Show no signs of any weakness. Is it to please them or me. My dread of the emotions I feel almost fearful of experiencing them, however when it takes over it is normal as I see it. Never did I even think that one day I would feel so much hate and rage that it would rot away like cancer. There lies the tale to why my eyes are now dead.

  • Evi by Evi, Claremore Oklahoma
  • 12 years ago

Yeah I am a girl who doesn't have a life, yes I am a teenager but I am different. I can understand I spent 3 years talking to nobody at my school. I just watched. Me I am a figment of everyone's imagination although very real. I fight to smile but haven't in awhile. My friends are 3 people and they make me the listener. I listen to their problems they don't ask about mine. I have learned a lot of things just by watching staying behind the scenes of this so called life we all lead. I want to fit in but people are so mean. I love this poem because we all are masked and hidden behind the faces others want to see. I cry when nobody can see me.

  • Christina by Christina
  • 13 years ago

I try to hide and when I lay down at night I cry but now that my world is tumbling down I cry in public with sun glasses and eyeliner on.

  • Amber by Amber, Florida
  • 13 years ago

This is exactly how I feel. I wrote a poem similar to this for school but didn't turn it in, I didn't want anyone to know how I actually feel.

  • Samantha by Samantha, Arizona
  • 13 years ago

Everyday I use a fake smile, a fake laugh. I've been told by friends that when they look into my eyes that they can see what I'm really feeling, but once I let them go to show what I'm really feeling I regret it and put them back up.

  • Oscar De Grouche by Oscar De Grouche, Timonium
  • 13 years ago

I can relate to this so much. Everyday I put on a fake smile and laugh, but behind my eyes tears are constantly building. Nobody has respect here to truly look a person in the eyes. I love that sometimes

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