do you ever believe that others share a common feeling?
a hope, a wish, a dream?
a way of living life, that we perhaps are all
only shells of ourselves, to outsiders?
that perhaps, we are all connected in this.
hiding in the same way,
shrouding the senseless little things in our heart
we could not bear for any other to see.
each one of us living our lives secluded,
off in secrecy, yet somehow, we are all just the same.
every soul feeling a silly little sadness,
living scared, helpless, and anxious -
but only in our thoughts, alone;
never revealing ourselves to others.
Sep 12, 2016
Sep 12, 2016 at 4:45 PM UTC
do you ever believe that others share a common feeling?
a hope, a wish, a dream?
a way of living life, that we perhaps are all
only shells of ourselves, to outsiders?
that perhaps, we are all connected in this.
hiding in the same way,
shrouding the senseless little things in our heart
we could not bear for any other to see.
each one of us living our lives secluded,
off in secrecy, yet somehow, we are all just the same.
every soul feeling a silly little sadness,
living scared, helpless, and anxious -
but only in our thoughts, alone;
never revealing ourselves to others.
