Flies

They are all flies, Buzzing and dancing All around me. I am disgusted by them. They land on me, I swat them away, using harsh Uncalled for comments. They go. Then continue in their attack, Using sympathetic lies, I can see it; they try to hide it all, Behind glassy eyes. I want to be alone. They dont understand. Now I am them, And they me, I try to attract their attention Desperate for them to see my Lonliness. They are disgusted by me; As I was with them. But they are not like me, They are not lonely. I am beyond their comprehension, They cant understand me. I want them to listen. I reach out but no hand comes, no Angel disguised. They'll never understand.