“I’m alone,” She whispered to no one,
To passing bodies absorbed in themselves,
With nothing to think of
But their own existence
“I’m alone,” She mumbled a little bit louder,
A little less prouder, a little more fed up
With the uncaring people.
“I’m alone,” She said, standing up from her seat,
Rising to her feet, a feat in and of itself.
“I’m alone,” She shouted…
but no one cared to hear.