Walking in Shadows

Just a little something to think about .....

Walking in Shadows..

Thousands of faces, blank expressions, empty speech

Why is it so hard to reach out and touch somebody?

We walk in shadows, passing by but never stopping to open your eyes and see

Every person has a depth far beyond the masks that we wear

But how many people take the time to truly know somebody?

We listen but do not hear, we ask but do not question

What if the quiet, downcast girl beside you has a beautiful voice & sings like an angel?

What is the loud mouthed, brash belly goes home to write love songs to his number one crush?

What if we are not content to stay in the shadows anymore?

What if we want to be uncovered for who we really are?

How do we sell our souls?