The Lonely Crowd
In a crowded room, where laughter flows,
"Why do I feel so empty?" the question grows.
Voices blend in a symphony of cheer,
Yet solitude whispers, drawing near.
Amidst the warmth, a chill takes hold,
A heart...
"Why do I feel so empty?" the question grows.
Voices blend in a symphony of cheer,
Yet solitude whispers, drawing near.
Amidst the warmth, a chill takes hold,
A heart...