Alone-In-A-Crowd

And there may be times, perhaps, when the separateness comes back.
A wave of otherness so striking
that you are isolated in a populated room.
And all around groups and conclaves
each with their own unique belonging
circle their smiling faces
and, unawares, revel in their inclusion.
And although there may be friends to your right and left
its as if you are outside looking in.
Alien and Apart.
When this unwelcome seclusion hits
it is best to remember that mood
like the wind
is ever changing,
perception
is not reliable
when lonesome,
and tomorrow
the perennial reset
offers relief,
a new day
devoid of
obstacle.