Alone In The Multitude

Alone in the multitude,

There I stood.

Tired of faking a smile,

To be nice to others and beguile.

Sick of cold handshakes,

Fed up of heartaches.

Alone in the multitude,

There I stood.

Like the northern star,

Dangling among the others, yet so far.

Surrounded by friends,

Who disappear at the day ends.

It's always the night,

When it's tough, but i pretend to be alright.

Unsleeping, ever wakeful brain,

Enervated body and the endless pain.