Alone in a crowd
The sorrow I shroud
Head bowed to the ground
Screaming inside, making not a sound
Tap, tap, tapping of the feet
Beating out a monotonous beat
People busily brushing by
While inside I cry
Looking up I see
A face as radiant as can be
Radiant eyes beaming with joy
Sheepish grin, acting so coy
Weight it lifts
My mood, it shifts
Stumbling forward with glee
Filled with pride as can be
Passing by, a brief hi and hello
Enormousness, no one will ever know
Loneliness it does allay
Strengthening my resolve to take on another day
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