There are strangers all around me
everywhere I go
still I keep searching
to find someone I know.
They ask how I'm doing
just to be kind
not wanting the truth
so I tell them I'm fine.
Gently I smile
nodding my head.
How should I feel?
My family is dead.
People avoid me
won't look in my eyes
don't want to see truth
where my pain lies.
I feel so secluded
so out of place.
Searching the crowd
for a familar face.
I want someone to listen
I need someone to hear
the screams in my head
screaming with fear.
Yet, no one is left
for me to turn to
so I'm all alone
still searching
for you.
 
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