10-9-09
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Surrounded by a sea of people A million nameless faces in the crowd Happy, sad, indifferent Expressions humble, blank, or proud A smile, a laugh, a friendly word-- A few pierce the ambient noise. One small act on this theatre stage Where lives are built and destroyed. Everyone lives on this set In this sea of insignificant lives Sink or swim, each finds his way Some struggle, while some barely try All wish to rise past the crowd But the swelling tide carries us away. Ambition drowns under the weight And is lost in the vast, crashing waves. All we want is to be seen We want someone to turn around and notice But even though we're surrounded There's not a soul that's close to us Drowning in a sea of faces My voice is extinguished in the rough If you turn your head and look at me, Tell me, will it be enough? |
I'm not sure what my inspiration for this one was. It, again, isn't exactly me; I think I was just musing to myself how tiny we are in the huge set of human lives.