In the shadows of my dwelling place,
Lies a world of secrets, hidden from my face.
The whispers of strangers, the laughter and the tears,
Echoes of lives unfolding, through all the passing years.

Beyond my windowpane, a drama unfolds each day,
A tapestry of stories, in a world that's gone astray.
The rustle of leaves, the chirping of birds in flight,
A symphony of mysteries, that haunt me through the night.

In the silence of my room, I hear the city's heartbeat strong,
A rhythm of dreams and struggles, where hopes and fears belong.
The wail of sirens, the rumble of the underground,
A cacophony of secrets, that swirl around.

The faces that I see, in the crowded streets outside,
Are masks that hide...