I look at someone and they have the same complex feelings and thoughts as me,

It feels poetic the way I’m oblivious to people’s whirring thoughts and hidden pain,

You don’t actually know someone is happy just because they are smiling,

Only they know how they are feeling,

They all have different opinions on life so many possibilities of discovery,

So many possibilities of newfound happiness or sadness or realisation or regret,

So many thoughts,

So many emotions,

So many people.