It is a very big city
People always around you
Yet loneliness hangs around
Like the dust and smoke of the vehicles
You are always lost
Among the crowd or
In your faceless thoughts
Always trying to find a reason
To live or is it always finding excuses?
Where have all the friends gone?
Or is it I am lost in the depths
Of my loneliness?
Why do I feel lonely?
Or rather have I forced it upon me?
