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The Crowd.

All alone I stand still watching from a distance

I scream as the people walk by but no one listens

A shadow different from the rest stares back at me

I try to grasp it but it disappears right in front of me

 

I'm left standing still as the day turns into night

I look at the crowd and tears begin to fill my eyes

Not one familiar face in a group of many

Not one looks up or notices me

 

I'm like an old statue that everyone has seen

They all walk past me like they know where I've been

Yet no one cares to see where I'm going

Or how I got there or am I hurting

 

Suddenly I realize that I'm not the unnoticed

While no one looks at me, I'm the observant

At the end, I have stood firm on the ground

While everyone is searching for the peace I have found

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