Lonely in the midst of faces,
A moving, dynamic crowd,
Surrounded by talk and chatter,
Some looking sad, some proud,
Walking, side by side - connecting?
I wonder at this desolate place,
As I look on, puzzling it over,
How i'm part of this noisy race,
A crowd of 7 billion specks,
where I am just one face.
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23, Vegetarian, (insanely busy) Vet student pondering about love, life and dragons.
Ever felt like the light is too bright, a happiness so filling you beg for it to stop. An inception of evils' demise that saddens your heart, A world peace that tears your heart.
The world goes by, Pain, suffering, persecution, life and death. It matters not to this spinning top of life, It is there to revolve and revolve it does. Sunrise after sunrise.
Has it ever occurred to you, like it has me, how much the night sky does observe. How many dark secrets, passionate moments, mundane tasks are revealed in its presence.
All this world does is push you down, In this endless sea it makes you drown. You're nothing special, another wave, Another note on a crowded stave.
M arching on day by day, A ll just stuck in motion. C ould be done. Or could not. H eavy subconscious commotion. I s anything real. lines are blurred. N othings sacred, minds obscured.
Little silver cogs, They turn and turn and turn. Working what's inside, Making the little clock work. The small hands they move in tandem, They know where to point and go.
When we are really happy, what really are we. When we are broken, what are we. When we canβt stand up once more, what are we. We are human. We are human and human is all we will ever be.
We grow past time. We will be a different person in future compared to our youth. Thus I am no exactly who I am. We are changing and growing.
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