besides

in this i am alone.
i am alone.
when left by roads
and each arm in arm with friends
to waste
walks on without me
and the leaves roll
and the hair whips across the face
i am. i am.
alone.
and in this i am.
i am. i am.
and still i stand
waiting for what
but for someone to carry me along
i am i am
in this
i am i am
alone.
when hurt and whining
my breath carried
and billowed by
and in this
and in this---
something larger
and it doesn't matter
i am. i am-
alone.