As I look around, what do I see?

People who've locked up their hearts and thrown away the key.
One smiles with lips but not with eyes,
Hiding pain that their expression belies.

Another trapped in their own mess,
Unaware they possess the means to address.
Truths told by day turn to lies at night,
When alone, they face their own plight.

Some can't sit still, driven by an inner itch,
Unable to face solitude, they continuously switch.
Caught in the dazzle of fleeting delights,
Blind to life's deeper sights.

The list goes on, each lost in their role,
And I strive to keep my own soul.


© Sarah✨️