The Crowd

January 13, 2009
I walk through the walls
I think and I walk
The people around me
They laugbh and they talk

They don't seem to know
That everyone's there
Too worried and busy
With dances and hair

I feel much to old
To be in this place
My eyes, they dance, from face to face
None can hold my eyes

What are they doing
What do they think
They're heading and working
Trying to better
Better than what?

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