Confessions of a Loner

by Dr. Mousse

You see me alone in the halls, at lunch, in class.
I don’t laugh, giggle, flirt, talk, whisper.
“The loner kid” you call me.

But, do you bother to ask why?

“Hey, kid, why don’t you have any friends?”

If just one of you, just one, took the time to ask, I’d speak more words than you’d ever heard.

Maybe I don’t talk because it’s too hard. Too hard to make friends, start over, let go. Maybe I don’t talk because it’ll be easier next time I have to leave. I’m sick and tired of starting over.

Sick and tired of moving, from state to country to continent. From Pennsylvania, to Wisconsin, to Michigan, to Germany, and on, and on. Next time it won’t be so hard. I won’t miss anything because there was nothing I liked.

I’m tired of realizing the ones I poured my hearts out to didn’t care. I try not to get attached so next time I don’t have to cry because there won’t be any pain. Yet, you all go about your lives. Not caring, wondering, bothering.

If just one of you took the time to ask….
Why?

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  1. Confessions of a Loner

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    Posted 5 months ago

    OMGSH !!! this was incredibly well written…so many times i have thought this in my head w/out speaking it…
    LoA

  2. Confessions of a Loner

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    Posted 5 months ago

    Lonliness.. shyness.. very tough things to deal with.. well written.

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    Posted 5 months ago

    A nice, heartfelt rant. And it’s quite typical of the adolescent outlook, focused inward and apparently oblivious to how tenuously everyone else is navigating their own existence. I’ve been that kid, and I’ve been asked why. Didn’t matter. Only mattered when I was ready to tell, and by that point it didn’t take someone else asking.

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    Posted 2 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Wow. That was great. Really realistic feelings, I knew a guy just like this (he moved a year ago… again)
    I have an odd hunch that this was partially inspired from personal experience…Never be afraid to speak up!
    Excellant writing.
    Oh, and you sent me a note 3 days ago, and I am trying to think of a reply, really, I’m not ignoring you. Lol, I’m just slow.

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