"Human Activity"

With an eye for the prize
I stop myself.
Thinking.
Feeling.
Being the one in a race for others,
Yet as I glance around,
I am alone.
Is that the reason why,
Hearts break their owners,
Souls slay the strings,
Like a puppeteer,
Holding the world in its hands.
Because I am alone,
In this race for others.
Because humanity is humane,
And I am human.