Amidst the excitement over drinks
Smoking pot and hasty hook ups
There is a deafening silence
Because nobody ever talks.
Nobody initiates a heart to heart
Conversation that has power to heal
A conversation that can give
Vent to bottled up feelings.
People retort to emotional barracking
Unseen demons fill the air
And one is still always alone.
Parties shouldn’t be lonely
Should they be?
Masks are eclipses and cast
A dark shadow over faces
Except for the people
Whose faces can be seen clearly
Masks do not block their innocence
Because they aren’t a part of this crowd here
And have misplaced identities
Just doing something and looking for something else
Will they ever realise?
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