The beat of the city is loud and clear,

and I am but a whisper, barely here.

In a city of relentless motion,

I am but a drop in an ocean.

Blending into the hum,

                          Lost in the rhythm, 

struggling to keep pace,

                                         alone,

within such a crowded space.

But I don’t mind,

For in these moments,

                                  it’s freedom,    I find. 

Thousands of faces pass, as do I,

Anonymous under the urban sky.