Millions of souls all vulnerably suffering.
While we could all have each other,
our cruelty prevents any progress from occurring .
We'd rather ultimately and permanently give up
then admit we aren't the strongest.
We collectively stream tears of our greatest grief.
Contained in prisons of our own creation.
For no reason at all.

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We all pass by each other with out a second glance. The poem is about wrapping your mind around the fact that we are all individually living lives and we aren\'t as alone as we think. It is about how we don\'t help each other out like we could because of pride and selfishness.