I feel like a stranger,
Or an outsider as they say
I am surrounded by so many people, yet feel alone.
I feel lost in this big crowd,
Or perhaps a seed surrounded by flowers
A seed indeed
Why do they disdain me?
Do they hear me?
Do I even exist to them?
Do I even belong here?
Sighs
My mind is telling me I should leave,
But my heart refuses
Should I leave?
Or should I follow my heart instead?
Confused