Voices and bodies are everywhere you go Phone beeps flash notifications Chit-chat falls flat, it all seems a show Smiles and high fives, mostly false elation Surrounded by people who care little, leaves feeling separation Like a fallen rain drop, somehow floating atop a salty sea Looking for real understanding, left in desperation Almost thinking you'd feel less alone if you were to flee Should masks be donned and new identities created Living on false pretenses as a temporary oath Eventually the mask loosens, you begin to feel deflated Perhaps there is a way to understand others with growth So adapt or change your environment, but let yourself be known Sometimes amongst others you feel most alone