It’s a blur of reality
A sense of something there but never being able to really see it
To actually contemplate how and why and who
To know one of the wonders of the world and to also know the wonders of the individual people
Because As they walk by you see nothing,
You hear everything from laughing to crying
You start to see through the blur that has been created
They start see through the blurs they have created
We all stop seeing nothing, stop hearing everything and instead we feel, you feel...
You feel not their pain, but...the individuality and the relatability of your own