Alone Yet Crowded

I walk through this world alone, Yet it's still so crowded. All around people wander. To them, I am the air they breathe. I cannot be seen, but I keep them living. I walk among them silently. Speaking would break their trance, They would see the truth. Their eyes scan the area around, I am in their vision radius, yet I cannot be seen. I have done enough to keep them from seeing me. They may look in my direction, but never long enough to see me. This is the minimum amount I can do. They are all interfering with peace. Killing, arson, thieving, arguing. These are all signs of evil, Evil which I avoid. To bring myself down to their level, The thought in general is against what I stand for. I am alone to live life how I want, To thrive in knowledge and experience. They thrive in evil and sin. This is the disease in our world. I stay away for my well-being. I can never have what I don't accept, Instead I choose to live healthy and in peace. This is how my world works. A world where I thrive and they sink, Where I live and they die, Where I bless and they sin, Where they crowd and I alone, Live to seek out a cure for this world's disease. I live alone in this world, Yet it's still so crowded.