This Great Big World

Sitting in a circle of nearly 25

I look at the faces around me and wonder if they’ve all cried

Though their faces are blank right now

I see wrinkles from once furrowed brows

I begin to ponder what their stories are

Where they came from, what’s made them scar

And I begin to see us as more of the same

All have felt joy, and all experienced pain

So this seemingly random group of faces

Who’ve come together from all different places

We just don’t seem so different after all

Because this great big world is actually rather small

And we’re all different this we should celebrate

But haven’t we all fallen subject to the same fate?

Please, my friends, wont you do the same for me

Look in my eyes and my heart really see

Because these fronts we put on they’re rather deceptive

False facades masking the messy, dirty lives we all live

And true beauty comes through when you see what’s behind

Closed eyes, shaking hands, soul and heart you will find