As I wander the city streets at night,
The emptiness and isolation I feel is a heavyweight.
I look around at the hustle and bustle,
But I feel so alone and unbefitting of the bustle.
My lonely soul pines for meaning and connection,
While the world around me remains indifferent and in reflection.
The struggle to find solace is real and true,
As I search for a solitary peace that's not made for two.
Rodeyo
