Glance once, think twice. Not just any face in the crowd.

Under the surface. 
The girl who laughs all day at school,

She doesn't care if the guy she loves takes her for a fool.

The kid who works at a tea stall day and night, 

All he wishes for is to have a dad who'd hug him tight.

The guy who rushed his car down the street

His wife was just shot, just because she choose to be discreet.

The mother who runs on roads, shouting and yelling,
She lost her child, and in the sorrow, she's dwelling.
How many people like these, do we walk past?
Who have so many dreams, that they don't know where to start.
Do we look back with a second glance?
Do we forgive them? Maybe they deserve a second chance.
Each of the soul you see walking down the road.
Like a shooting star, waiting to implode.
All the hearts you hear, sing a different heartbeat.
But everyday follow the same code :  wake, sleep, eat, repeat.
How hard is it? To glance once, think twice.
Look beneath the lies, maybe you'll find the truth and the cries.

I have no idea where all of it came from. All I know is, when you have too much to worry, stop thinking.
Look around, and observe the first person you see. Glance once, think twice. Maybe you'll actually figure out the lies.
Till then,
WISH. ;;)