All a Lone Lee

Lee was all alone

He had friends of course
But they didn't do things with him
He never tries to get them to be with him by force
But just watches them in the pool of life while they swim

He let them make up their own minds
To see if they truly cared
They chose their own ways
When he saw them in their little group he sometimes stared

But he never truly wanted to disturb them for his selfish desires
Because he cared about them
But they must not have felt the same way
He just thought of them as leaves on a stem
and himself as the seed floating off into the distance

They wouldn't notice he was gone
Not until he had grown,
Which had taken time and patience considering his needed recovery from his sadness,
And was a bigger plant with leaves his own

Lee was lonely

I once felt like that, keyword:felt
This might also be categorized in the friendship poems.