Where do they all come from?

Sometimes when i lie in bed late at night
and pick at my chipping nail polish,
and run my fingers through my hair
[that is just awfully too long]
i think about l o n e l i n e s s
For a person who is not lonely,
i guess i think about it a lot.
What does the word mean?
or rather,
what makes a person lonely?

Ironically, in a world where are
chocked with interconnectivity,
loneliness has given birth
to thousands-millions
and everywhere i seem to go,
i stare into dark eyes
glazed over with a hard, cold, layer of
something i can't reach.

I think we're all here
to say something,
but in the hustle of trying to get
through our lives and find happiness,
[another word that confuses me]
some are silenced.