Time froze.
Everything stopped.
The ground,
that I was approaching so quickly before,
suddenly felt so distant.
The crash is imminent,
yet so far.
Each minute detail,
shouting out for attention.
Am I standing alone,
or is it just everyone else standing together?
It really hurts,
being alone in a crowd.
With so many people around me,
yet no one with me.
With so many people that know me,
yet no one knows me.
Is it a crime to stay aloof,
nonchalent about the surroundings,
and the feelings that well up within the heart.
Is it a sin to stay determined,
focused on the ultimate goal,
and ignorant about the turmoil around me?
I'm tired of sitting around,
standing around,
just trying to be around.
Will my existence finally find me?
Or will I finally find my existence.
