Chaotic minds

Amidst peace and quiet lies a chaotic mind,
With the world moving so fast, a few are always left behind.
Amongst smiles and laughter lie teary eyes,
Within the contentment of the world, vanish their screams and cries.

For when clinging onto something to hold on,
The grasp gradually loosens.
With burdened minds and weary hearts,
The soul almost always stiffens.

The void never fills and feels are far gone,
Their passions burnt and spirits broken.
Presence overlooked and voices unheard,
Existential crisis is then labeled absurd.