• I'm sitting here,
    studying the faces all around
    memorizing every line on every face,
    wondering if you notice me staring.
    as I scan through the crowd,
    my eyes always drift back to you.
    your chest rises and falls,
    how uneasy it is.
    your eyes flutter as you read,
    but when you look up
    from your big book
    your fake smile vanishes
    and the nothingness you must feel
    rushes across your face.
    is this how you truly feel?
    are you alone in this big world?