I see her everyday

But never hear her utter a single word

Same places, same days

Simply sits there reading

All the time, everyday

On the cement stairs

In the chairs

Always over there

Far from the others

They’re scared

Scared of her

Yet she simply sits there

Reading

Always reading

But every time a new book

How does she read so fast?

Skimming across their pages

Her eyes are a dull green

A dying forest

As if she’s tired

Tired of living

Her cheek is purple and blue

A variety of hues

Lines on her neck

Red crosses her chest

But from what

I wouldn’t know

I can’t speak

Just watch

She’s a sun

Defiant and alone

Would I dare?

No One else cares

No One else wonders

About the curiosity

That sits down yonder

He sits up yonder

Why is beyond me

Close to the atrocity

No One else ponders

No One else dares

But from what?

As if I wouldn’t know

I ignore them

Always reading

The crosses on their chests

Yet nothing on his neck

His are a variety of hues

But overall

They are a bright light blue

As if they’re the sky

The reason why

I’m still breathing

His eyes slowly meet mine

Skimming the lonesome sight

How could he possibly care?

But every time the chance arises

He never dares

Always watching

Simply sits there

Watching                                                                                                                                                                                

Far from all of them

Suddenly so near

To me

Near the chairs

By the cement stairs

Wandering, like a stray

Nothing to say

Simply sits there watching

Same stance, same way

But today I hear him utter single line

“I see you, everyday.”