Poem.
sitting on the bench alone, not even answering her phone, watching the children play, the dog barked as he ran away, sitting in the park, the people walking by and laughing, not seeing her sitting there, do they care,
jogging past the keep fit freaks will they last in their keep fit way, sitting there all alone, not even answering her phone, the people like pins, but where are you, are you hidden in your shoe, feeling small and not so tall, invisible today, no one looks at the girl on the bench, why is life such a wrench, why am i alone no one bothers to phone.
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