little girl lost
Current mood: creative
little girl lost
looking eagerlyinto the crowd
trying to find her place
brilliant blue stareing eyes
not belonging to a face
like an entity of their own
ponders painfully "is there noone like me ?"
she sees... socalites, sophisticates, atheletes
homeless people, business people
all of them in their shallow worlds
aimlessly husteling, busteling, on a mission
do they not realize I am what's missing?
seeing all thats going on
displaced not part of anything at all
decides.. screw them they will do fine without me
and she spreads out her arms and jumps
