those lost senses

my eyes are tired and my mind is somewhere between all this push and shove. I hear songs that are like this kind of living, cold and separated... Is this the life we all lead, a severed existence? One is taught to feed on those impressions, to please the crowd without giving signs of conformity. but they're all scared to actually connect. We all appear to attach to each other, but we're all losing a sense of touch, a sense of communication.