I see celebrations being sung by families and friends.
I see friends talking of day’s events.
I see people falling in love.
I see families enjoying their time.
I see people jumping with joy for the luck they found.
But where am I to be?

I see people yelling, screaming, at others.
I see people fighting worse than a cats and a dogs war.
I see blood running cold.
I see blackness rolling with no stopping.
I see things that are full of cruel anger and pure madness.
But where am I to be?

I see people crying for the death that came.
I see people screaming with sadness.
I see people whose were broken.
I see people cowering in fear, crying in their hearts.
I see people sulking for many reasons, not just guilt.
But where am I to be?

I see myself everywhere, yet
I am not there.