In a crowd
you are lonely,
if in doubt
of your worth only.
For nothing is easy
the way it should,
if days are breezy
in your lives hood.
Give life a try
and make it your find,
then say goodbye
what you left behind.
In a crowd
find your esteem,
when in doubt
and unworthy seem.
For life is all living
based on your dream,
in how much you are giving
of ways and you deem.
Give life a try
and make it your find,
then say goodbye
what you left behind.
In a crowd
you are so small,
silence is aloud
around each one's wall.
And the clock is still
for the thoughts gone,
no ways to fulfill
its hours are all done.
In a crowd
you are lonely,
in a crowd
you are lonely.
Nothing is easy
the past is just done,
futures still free
to carry new on.
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