In a sea of faces, I stand alone,
A crowded place, yet I feel unknown.
Surrounded by voices, laughter, and cheer,
But inside, a sense of solitude draws near.

Amidst the hustle, the bustling throng,
I search for solace, a place to belong.
But the noise and chatter drown my plea,
As I yearn for connection, to feel truly free.

Eyes meet, but only for a fleeting glance,
In this crowded world, it's hard to advance.
A paradox unfolds, a feeling so strange,
Feeling alone, in a place full of exchange.

Yet, within the depths of this solitude,
I find strength and resilience, a fortitude.
For in this crowded space, I learn to embrace,
The beauty of being alone, with grace.

So, I wander through the crowd, unafraid,
Finding solace in my own serenade.
Though I may be alone, I'm not truly lost,
For within myself, I find solace and exhaust.


© khan-writes
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