2001-05-25 00:08:50 (UTC)


i see so many faces pass by,
i wont reamber them,
faces in a croud,
do i matter to them, do i matter to anyone?
streams of lives pass on and by,
do they feel the same way?
like just a face in the same heard of people,
in this huge world?
like cattle moving from one place to another
faces in the croud
do you compare?
why do we move in this constant jumble of nothing...