Stranger

just a short poem

There are strangers everywhere.
No one who would ever care.
Standing in this space,
just an unknown place.

Around nobody I know,
people who often put up a show.
I feel like a darkness in the light,
one who belongs to the night

Not knowing what to do,
I try to find a way to live through.
My leftover time fits on a teaspoon,
I hope that everything ends soon.