Strangers in the Crowd

In the hustle and bustle of the city, Amidst the noise and the chaos, We pass each other by, Strangers in the crowd. We walk the same streets, Breathe the same air, But our paths never cross, We remain strangers in the crowd. We may share a smile, Or exchange a brief glance, But we never truly connect, Just strangers in the crowd. We all have our stories, Our hopes and our dreams, But they remain hidden, As we remain strangers in the crowd. Yet, amidst the anonymity, There is a sense of unity, For we are all in this together, Strangers in the crowd. So let us embrace our differences, And celebrate our diversity, For in the end, we are all, Strangers in the crowd.