solitude

in the crowd, and still so alone.
just like the rest, but still so conspicuous.
amongst the congested congregation, and still so starkly single.
bright and cheerful even in the face of all the gloom. smiling, despite the surrounding grayness.
strong, still surviving the desperate trend to be like someone else.
standing tall, against all efforts to be made to conform.
its called solitude, not loneliness.