All alone

I live in absolute admiration.
In a land of dreams,
A world of complete imagination.

It consists of rainy days,
And Gloomy skies,
Ice-cold weather
And sorrow in all our eyes.

No one cares to speak to one another,
People stay to themselves
Because they don't want to be a bother.

I've heard of a place nearby
Where they greet with "Hello"
And wave with "Goodbye"

I believe it was happiness
I think I've been there before
It was a short and quick visit
Somewhere near the shore.

I haven't been since
And may never return
For I'm comfortable here
Where I am not heard...