Lost in a crowd I stand.
Lost. So utterly lost.
 
Eyes glazed over with movement
 
People running on my left
 
People running on my right
 
No one has time
 
Although no one wastes it.
 
Where to go? Where to be?
 
Perhaps I'm the only one
 
Standing immovable.
 
Don't have a home 
 
No office to attend
 
No friends to meet.
 
Alone. So utterly alone, I stand.
 
Where I'd my place in this world?
 
No lover to soothe
 
No family to support.
 
So where should I be?