Alone- a poem of sorts

I am alone-ish
Though surounded by family and friends
parts of me are very alone

I am alone-ish
sometimes lonely but they are not the same thing
interchangable sometimes hard to seperate

I am alone
who else can see through these eyes of mine
who else could translate these thougts

I am alone
quiet, peaceful, relaxed
loud, churning, tense

I am lonely-ish
not really, just nervous
not lonely, just not accustomed

I am lonely-ish
when I think of you
sometimes, on occasion

I am lonely
for a moment
for an hour or a day

I am lonely
it is fleeting
it does not define me

I am independent-ish
free to be me
getting to know me

I am independent-ish
on a path
walking and navigating my soul

I am independent
healthy, full, in charge
sick, empty, lost

I am independent
an opportunity I have been seeking
all this time- unaware

I am all these things, with a smile upon my face, with fear in my heart, and courage in my actions.

I am alone