Surrounded, yet alone?

More often than not, I look around me and though I am surrounded by more people, I somehow feel more alone. More out of place. More like I don’t fit in. Is introversion the cause of this? Or something else?
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​You feel a layer of glass between you and most everyone else — their actions appear typical, but their eyes lack genuineness. You are surrounded by people that silently judge with their sympathetic smiles, smiles that seem to shout condolences and indifference at the same time. The contrast of life paths suddenly becomes colossal as you strive to revive a connection that you swore was once living. (Scenes from Garden State keep flashing in my head…) 

And there’s a point when you must let go. Because life is too short and precious to waste trying to resurrect bloodless relationships that were buried long ago. They’ve already decomposed in the frozen ground.
But if you look outside of where you’re used to, outside of what once was long ago normal, you might just find a rose amongst thorns. A green bud ready to burst amongst a grove of dead shrubbery.

You might just find hope.

To all my green buds out there…you know who you are.