Being alone is hard, especially in a crowded room.
You wonder why no one notices, then
You see it in their eyes as well.
They simply have a better mask.
Why must we all pretend to be happy, to be well.
Our culture has pressured us into a mold
Created by the minds of a few
To build a better society.
It’s easy to see why some retreat through drugs,
Destructive behavior, and even death.
Without a beacon of hope in their midst
They become shipwrecked without a future.
If you have a reason for waking in the morning
Share it with those you encounter.
You could be a glimmer, a brief glimpse
Of a future worth living.
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