Feel

How does it feel

To be the only soul

Cornered by envy?

To have a million smiles

To witness everyday,

Knowing none are as sincere,

as soft as they say?

How does it feel 

To be there for one

In happiness, sorrow and need?

But to be alone

In the icy night

Why is not warmth

Paid back right? 

How does it feel

To be the predator

In a pool of sharks?

To be strong enough

To walk on needles

On a road so dreary and dark?