Alone In The Crowd

Ignored, scorned and out of touch,
Rarely heard or talked to much,
Assumed to be some kind of freak,
Angry, scarred, depressed and weak,
Pity isn't even there,
That would take someone to care,
A single glance is just enough,
To see my life is cold and tough,
Out of sight and out of mind,
Just turn and leave the freak behind,
Stumbling back into my hole,
These lonely nights - they take their toll.