Invisible amid a crowd of thousands Obscurity Does her best to hide him No matter how loudly he tries to call out The throng he drowns in Does not hear him Individual All alone In a sea of faces None of them known I'd like to reach out To all of the lonely Show them the world Social acceptance There are those of course Who choose to be alone Living life Never moaning On their own simply strolling It is Ok if that's their thing But what of those that desperately seek The approval of others The hope to meet Kindred in spirit No wish to be meek Social inclusion Minus any confusion Friendly regard The outset Not hard Recognised by many, and more truly liked Approval the drug Allowing them to feel that life is all right Every person that we meet in this short life Is either a comrade Or they may perhaps dislike We cannot be admired or even cared for by all If we were there would be no need to rise to the call Life is not as short as the...