Who isn't alone?

Do you smell that?

That cold January night's air.

Midnight in London. 

Streetlights and lost souls. 

The Three Wishes public house;

It's karaoke night.

High note.

Applause. 

I look up. 

Up, at the moon. 

I think of all the people who might be too. 

I think if you might be one of them. 

You're probably not. 

Even at this distance we don't share moments. 

I'm walking these icy pavements alone.

Tonight, I will sleep alone. 

Who isn't alone? 

We try so hard to feel connected. 

But what makes us so special? 

I'm sure we're just all try to understand it...

Life.