Across the room with many silhouettes
Across the room with many faces
Amidst of them i am standing blankly
Staring quietly , observing attentively
I turn my head rightwards, move my feet forward
I saw people talking then laughing afterwards
How can they have different personality? Yet they are uniting wonderfully
One girl is listening quietly
She rarely talks and nodding only
Another one seems so bubbly and talkative
She is loud and perceptive
At the corner stood the other one
Talking enthusiastically with everyone
As if you agree on his every word
And be immersed on the story he told
Different personalities, but blending in casually
Its amazing how everyone interacts mysteriously
Sharing each other miseries, laughing each stories
Where everyone shares the same experiences, but had their own uniqueness