strangers (inspired by a message)

Stranger we meet them everyday even if not formally introduced we walk down the street see many
ignoring plenty
some seem nice yet always classy
some not and constantly trashy
I look at like as an adventure
in my chapter Im being proper and classy
hiding behind a wall of so many mood swings
strangers even one message can say one whole thing about a person
I say to you now
It is nice to feel home
Where people connect
Not using words spoken
but using eyes and language
only few can speak
I say to you
As nights run by
And storms run slow
strangers are here forever
and friends will always go