A Lonesome Figure

Do you believe everyone is alone in this world? That no matter how many friends you have, how big and close your family is, how many lovers you will have, we're all alone?

While I'd like to think not, I do. When we were born, we're coming out alone (and twins don't count cause they still come out one by one!), when we die, we're alone (people next to you don't count cause you're the only one passing away), when we sleep, we're alone, when we think, thrive, tumble, we're all alone cause not one person is going through what another is; not exactly, anyway.

So many people, and yet we're all alone.