In the crowd of voices, mine gets lost,
A silent plea buried in the frost.
Faces blend, identities fade,
In the shadows, I seek aid.

Whispered doubts cloud my mind,
To their demands, I try to bind.
My true self, a distant dream,
Drowned by the collective stream.

Every smile, a mask I wear,
To fit in, to show I care.
But the weight grows heavy, too much to bear,
In this game, is it fair?

I yearn to break free, to find my voice,
To live my life by my own choice.
In the end, I must rise,
And see the world through my own eyes.