Face

I look for a familiar face,

In this sea of people that surround,

Hoping for someone to hold my gaze,

Then put their arms around.

And all I see is strange eyes,

Staring right back at me,

Agreeing to "I'm okay" lies,

As I run and flee.

Cities and countries away,

Not one here to hold and stay,

"Hold it together," they say,

Is this really okay?