Here I am alone with my thoughts.
And a solitary smile graces my face.
The world sees me and thinks I’m lonesome.
That I just smile because I  am out of place,
that it’s all just to save face.

Content with the space I’m occupying.
It’s not that I don’t enjoy people by my side.
It’s just not necessary for my mind.

I the silent guy watch these masses of people,
huddled together and overjoyed by the thought of company.
Share a look of an envious emptiness.
I’ve never seen such loneliness before.

Searching for themselves among the faces in the crowds.

While I a single man walk, happily trying to figure this life out.