VACANCY

there is a room full of people, ‎feelings that you can't tell. ‎holding tightly to one another, ‎as if they will cluster later. ‎ ‎here I am, holding it together, ‎before one drop of the water. ‎will, can I rest on your shoulder? ‎when silence is louder. ‎ ‎seats are totally full, ‎that others remain standing still. ‎but what I feel is a vacancy, ‎even though I'm full of people. ‎ ‎when the night is coming, ‎what I see is happiness and longing. ‎is there something that I'm missing? ‎or they are the reason of what I feeling. ‎ ‎can someone sit next to me? ‎help me speak internally. ‎my brain won't stop racing, ‎and I'm not in a very good state.