unseen souls

Wading through a sea of people bubbling with confessions and dreams and inconsequential nothings - some you perceive as your closest confidants and keepers of your secrets; others simply faces that swirl in and out of your world like leaves swept away by the wind. But do we ever truly peer into each other’s innermost spirits? Or are we forever doomed to feel trapped and alone and overlooked in the jagged edges and weepy hearts of our hidden souls?