For such social creatures,
We spend hours selfishly isolated,
Willfully separated,
From the thousands around us,
All the unique thoughts, dreams, hopes,
Going unsaid out of fear,
Of dismissal, or of discomfort.

As I lay here, gazing at my  meandering colleagues,
I myself am guilty of the same thing,
Headphones deafening life around me,
Just like so many others, going from one task, to the next,
Willfully distant from existence around me.