He is alone
Though he is in a crowded room;
He is happy
Still he’s headed towards his doom;
He is lost
But he knows his way back home;
He is speechless
Yet he’s talking on the phone;
He is sad
But he knows the worst is done;
He is in the dark
Although he’s standing under the sun;
He is here
But yet so far away;
He is quiet
But he has so much to say;
He is falling
Though he’s standing on the ground;
He is screaming
But no one hears a sound;
He is wounded
Yet he’s not bleeding;
He is following
But he seems to be leading;
He is telling the truth
But still, he’s lying;
He is dead
Yet he’s alive;
He is a loner in life…
As I said, I love this style
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