One Of Them…

Look closely, everything around you

All those faces, weary and fatigued

The perpetual notion is in my head

How long can I be deceived?


The scars lie beneath their appearance

Among the smiles remain the sadness

Is there compassion, for the small, tired being?

Not with a mind filled with madness


But there hovers the affection

That we want to give, to those

Who are fighting a battle with themselves

That we know nothing about


Their eyes have captured the pain

Yet, they seem to hide it

& we stand there feeling helpless

Cause in real….we’re just one of them.


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