Crowds are made of people
willing to be in the crowd
willing to fly with the flock
I have never been willing
never been able
and I am happy about that
because when I look outside
and see the crowd
they seem like empty reflections
of what every one else is
or wants
the girls with their fake smiles
the guys with their fake confidence
i know you
you are still human beings
and when your fake fades
maybe years from now
you will read something like this
and wonder
who the ****
does that guy
think he is