Sometimes we have to make compromises.
We fall back, we silence ourselves, in hope that we will get chosen next.
We listen to the complaints of someone else, we watch as the world helps, and we never forget to chip in our honest, wholehearted advice.
Lonely souls are the biggest humanitarians.
In return for their heart's intellect, all they want is to be recognized.
So while they watch, they contemplate,
When is it their turn?