The ballroom

Onlookers would easily say I am graced
Dozens of people constantly in my presence
But with a selfish intent they are all braced

I share the pain of a ballroom
All gathered with a sole purpose
To make merry in this pleasure room
At the end of the day to stay noone propose

In my life people walts in and out
Forever is just but a fantasy
One gloomy day and friendship is cut

I share the pain of a ballroom
A different crowd evry night
Acquintanceship goes as far as there is music in the room
Future loniless is one man's fight.