How is it that I feel loneliest
when surrounded by vast amounts of people?

It is when my ears indulge on the overlapping words
from the relentless conversations around me
when all I can process is static

Yet if I was to converse with a single person
breathing even the most minuscule of sound
it is in that moment I would be engulfed in a sense of familiarity and warmth

In this same time where only I and one other were to occupy a room
my voice would flow like winds
a continuous breeze that were to be as easy to exhale as a breathe

If these same four walls were to contain various minds, voices, thoughts, bodies with the ability to judge
A snake would wrap itself around my throat, choking me if I even attempted to release a sound