Alone in a crowded room.

I was talking to my friend today and he mention his fear of being alone,
And it made me think, "What does it mean to be alone, and what does it mean to belong?"

If we all have friends,
People we share precious moments with,
People we trade smiles and laughter with,
People we share sadness and distress with,
People who are just there...
How can we be alone?
Why is it that we feel alone in a crowded room?
Is it the fact that we feel we don't belong?
But what is belonging?
Everywhere we go,
People judge.
Everyone does it.
Hating those who judge,
Is judging itself.
People these days judge others for the little things,
Like how they dress,
How they wear their hair,
How they spend their days,
How they live life...
So how can we fully belong anywhere?
Another sudden thought...
What happens when we really don't fit in?
When we feel we are rejected for being who we are,
We move onto our first instinct,
Lying and acting.
I believe that lying and acting to find your place in life just isn't real.
You can try to be perfect all you want,
But is it all worth it?
Sometimes we do have a place where we belong,
But i guess we just choose not to.
There is a difference between being left out,
And choosing to not take part.
There is always a choice.
If we make a wrong choice,
We regret.
If we make the right choice,
We still suffer from "what if's".
The human mind can never get what it wants,
And what it needs is never enough.
I know that everything we've ever wanted,
Isn't anything we have.
So what does is mean to be alone?
I think that some people choose to be alone,
But we can't help but want the opposite.
When we're alone,
We're forced to feel lonely.
When we belong,
We're forced to want privacy.

When we're lonely,
And wish to be with the one who cures such misfortune,
What if the person we wish to find salvage in,
Isn't there?
Is that the meaning of being alone?...