Just another face in the crowd
Or is it?
Unique perspective from a unique soul
What about that?
Just one among many – individuality galore
Dreams shared by all
Nothing unique in that at all
Silent exuberance lost in the multitudes
Serenity once was now shrouded in a cloak of panic
Ensuing from the hustle of life
Yet still, a nobody
Drowning now in a sea of faces
Struggling for air
Daring to rise up once more
And defy.
That was an excellent poem.
It makes me think of a crowd – like China Town…and you struggling to get through without dying of the smell..
okay I totally killed your poem with that. Sorry.
But it is so cool. send it over the list. now.
hmm…not my exact thought when I was writing it, but appreciate the comment.
