Alone

[billy]

i like the way you switch the repetition about, the rhymes work well though you did use own twice. it wouldn't take a lot of effort to turn your triplets into a villanelle. the 1st line really sets the poem off nicely.
thanks for the read.

Standing in the cattle crowd of fashion painted clones.
Insipid words that string along into an endless drone.
All around me act as one, that's when I feel alone.

Framing into phrasing all the feelings that I own;
Finding that the more I try the more I turn to stone
Fighting to express myself, that's when I feel alone.

My mind invokes the images of lives I may have known.
Knowing that I clipped my wings and wishing that I'd flown.
Wondering who I could be, that's when I feel alone.

Watching myself reaching out for sins I don't condone.
Wondering how I proceed, wanting to atone.
A stranger in the mirror says that's when I feel alone.

Shoulder brushing shoulder; clichés I trade intone.
Realizing that they're hiding secrets of their own.
Bonded in our solitude, united and alone.