Empty Beings

People, people, all around me

All around them, they can’t see

Their minds floating to somewhere else

This crowded room, I’m by myself

In a way, I’m feeling lucky

As invisible as I wanted to be

Searching for something engaging

Empty bodies here, no souls singing

Am I no different, stuck in my mind?

Ignoring my senses, I’m just as blind

But why are they out here, in the cold?

Nobody willing to unfold

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