New blossoms and blooms
It's full of life
However something lingers
It brings in its wake oppressive sadness
I don't know you and I can't act like I did
But the oppressive sadness I feel looking at everyone crying
It does something to people even if they didn't know you or like you, you can feel the weight of it.
It's the nicest day all year
April 23rd 2018 will always be a marked day for certain people, they have no choice but to remember it.
You can hear the birds chirping from inside this building and footsteps, but no talking. Here and there you can hear the soft sound of someone crying.
I contemplated whether or not to go to the restroom to perhaps think about life, but as soon as I relized I shouldn't go for there would be a mass of people swarming in there, some close to you or some you don't even know
I don't want to be subjected
Everyone is quiet and everyone is still listening for you