Inside everyone is another person
Yet to be seen
You have your dreamers, your philosophers
Your crazies, and your leaders
But in some of us there lies a hole
This hole is unexplainable and unfillable
Unending and infinite
It can come with an unfortunate event
or in other cases
for no reason at all
but what remains the same
is the pain we feel
Listen to me when i say
see beyond the facade
so many in need
yet so few care
this hole can consume you whole
all we need is a caring hand to pull us out
The pain is real, the problem is real
The Chill of Times Square by White-Kid, literature
Literature
The Chill of Times Square
If you stand still in Times Square and look around, you see the faces of hundreds, each hurrying on their own way, with own life and thoughts. As you look at the bright lights and tall buildings in the night sky, you realize how big this world is, and how small you are. Then the feeling of loneliness overtakes you, in a crowd of thousands, in the city that never sleeps, the sounds of the city fade to a silence, and you feel the chill of loneliness embrace your body. A single soul in a crowd of thousands, can feel so alone.
The best thing in life, Love.
The hardest thing to find in life, Love.
The one thing i seek in life, Love.
Why must it be so hard to find.
Why can't we all have it.
Why is it so rare.
It's so great, it feels great.
So we should all find love.
If it were only that easy.
Inside everyone is another person
Yet to be seen
You have your dreamers, your philosophers
Your crazies, and your leaders
But in some of us there lies a hole
This hole is unexplainable and unfillable
Unending and infinite
It can come with an unfortunate event
or in other cases
for no reason at all
but what remains the same
is the pain we feel
Listen to me when i say
see beyond the facade
so many in need
yet so few care
this hole can consume you whole
all we need is a caring hand to pull us out
The pain is real, the problem is real
The Chill of Times Square by White-Kid, literature
Literature
The Chill of Times Square
If you stand still in Times Square and look around, you see the faces of hundreds, each hurrying on their own way, with own life and thoughts. As you look at the bright lights and tall buildings in the night sky, you realize how big this world is, and how small you are. Then the feeling of loneliness overtakes you, in a crowd of thousands, in the city that never sleeps, the sounds of the city fade to a silence, and you feel the chill of loneliness embrace your body. A single soul in a crowd of thousands, can feel so alone.