I am just another face in the crowd.. I wonder how I`ll die. I hear cruelty. I see poverty. I want to be invisible. I am just another face in the crowd...

I pretend to be invisible. I feel numb. I touch inner strength. I worry that I`ll mentally bring people down. I cry about the lives of those that may be worse than my own. I am just another face in the crowd...

I understand that ending one`s life is the worse evil there may be. i say death is the way of knowing the test of life is over for you. I dream that one day people shall stop the cruelty to one another. I try to blend in and not be seen. I hope death will come fast and as gentle as a baby`s touch. For I am JUST another face in the crowd...