Colors Drained

He sees millions of faces, millions of lights, millions of colors, but I only see him. He hears millions of voices, millions of sounds, millions of songs, but the only thing I hear is him. He feels millions of feelings, millions of things but the only thing I feel is emptyness. He is collected and amazing, but I'm a mess. He is an idol to many people, but I'm just another nobody, really.
Hello, I'm Dan Howell and I'm just another fan in the crowd.