I am just someone
In a place
Where I am alone,
But loneliness can't touch me.
Where I have memories,
But remembrance can't touch me.
Where I m loved,
But trust & faith can't touch me.
I am in a bubbly.
A spare of my own.
Not a single voice to be heard,
Just a mourning as my guard.
I fell.
But no one saw.
Either because I was wrong,
Or because they are familiar faces
But unfamiliar souls,
locked in the bubbles
Of their own.

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