a wandering sould leaving the body behind

with nothing to say, yet thoughts left in mind

she thinks to herself, “why is this so?”

she thinks to herself, “why did they go?”

all the people she thought were near

all the people that she thought were dear

every word they had said turned into a lie

the moment they left, didn’t even say bye

instead they joined the others, only to speak

saying she was hopeless, saying she was weak

“patience is a virtue” so she gave it some time

eternity she waited silent as a mime

yet year after year no one returned

year after year her heart burned

until one day she just stopped caring

and all the people were left there staring

til this day they continue to talk their mess

but she keeps walking, because she could care less