I am sitting in the middle of this city
So much is going on around me
People passing by
Each on their own journey
I hear snippets of peoples lives
Snapshots of their most intimate details
Entering my ears as they rush by
Feelings of amazement wash over me as I sit here
I am trying to do my best to soak it all in
To really look at how different everyone is
Yet understand that internally we are all the same
A beating heart
Blood pumping
Thoughts
Ideas
Feelings
All of these unseen things connect us
They make us more similar than different
We are more than the clothes we wear
We are more than the job title we have
We are more than the music we listen to
I fantazie about where each of them is going
What is it they are up to
I wonder what their life is like
It is so easy to get soaked into our selfish existence
Forgetting that their are others out there
People we have yet to meet
They are living life
Going through all sorts of things
Struggling, standing, falling,
And picking themselves back up again
I can see more clearly now
I am not the only one that feels pain and happiness
I am not the only one who stumbles time and time again
I am not the only one learning how to gain my footing in this world
There are people out their with broken hearts
They feel lonely, inadequate, and unloved
Their are others out there living life
Soaking in the beauty of the every day
In fact there is a whole world of people
Each of their lives is different than my own
They know different people
Do different things
Have different experiences
Yet they all have one thing in common
They all feel something
Each person experiencing pain, happiness
Laughter and tears
It may not look the same to you are I
But the feeling is the same
Taking the time to sit and watch others
I am able to soak all of this in
Their is much to be seen
Much to be heard
The lives of others are unravelling before us