Don't be part of the crowd
because people who were real once,
are found with masks on the fields
People who were in love
are the loneliest ones on the fields
Intelligent people
are the ones living in ignorance
The crowd seems easy to be with
but too narrow to expand within it
The crowd seems a great company to be with
but mostly inflated with fears, ego, power, fights, and hatred
when you stumble,
more risks of falling down
and you see the world crumbling over you
none to lend the hand
the crowd pushes you down faster
your pretense, your certitude, and your confidence about the people are just your rudimentary thoughts
Then you have to rever alone
the struggle of trails and traps you have to face alone
When the crowd is absurdly rude to you
you alone have to show humility and compassion.