The face of crowd
Depressed, humiliated
A face from the crowd
Spirited, agitated
Mask of silence
It's not good enough
to wish for dreams
It's not always wise to have
eyes closed, fingers entwined
Time slips away
Today may start without you
but tomorrow shouldn't
People always look forward to
waking up the next day
Your pain will ease someday
Just a single person
Just a single voice
Daring to be different
Stands tall
To surprise of all
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