Master of Emotion

I often feel as if I am alone in the world. I look aroungd me and see millions of people all caught up in their own lives. I wonder if they feel the same. If they wear a mask as I do or should I say a sheild; it gaurds them from me and I from them. I like it alone, lost in my own thoughts, caught up in my own complexities. "Do they think as I do"? I wonder, " Do they feel the same way"? I will never kinow, for if I ask it will mean there world will become part of mine. We would no longer be strangers, but companions delving into the mysteries of the mind and matters of the heart. I consider lonliness a matter of the heart, for it is the very thing that aches at the mention of the word. The mind can comprehend emotion, but it is the heart that truely feels it. Thus, for this fact I will always be alone.