in each, you'll find a universe.

Reality
By: the iHope Poet

We live for ourselves -
And no one really lives for us.
Though we breathe as if
our breaths were numbered,

via

and think our thoughts
significant.

We dance in the dark -
To a song we sing in lonely chorus.
A solo no one else will hear.
With words that plead for kind rapport..
despite our selfish
tendencies.

We moan and weep
as if the world will hear our cries.
And though a glance - or two -
may turn our way,
the things they see will never be
the thing we meant;
because,

they do not hear, they do not sing,
they do not watch the dance.
And we
live for ouselves,

To each their own
reality.