As I walk out into the city I can see people all around, walking, chatting with one another, having a good ol' time. I walk towards a empty bench to go sit down. As I go to sit people walk straight by me without saying a word, like I am invisible, or I don't exist. I sit and stay on the bench staring at someone across the roadway that almost looks like a mirror image of myself, I turn my head quickly to make it look like i'm just looking around. Then I change my posture; I put my hands on my head and I think how can I live in this world being unsociable. I look at a person across the street, he's like me. I stare right into his eyes and I see the same sorrow. Nobody talks to him either. He lives the same life.
I watch a man stare around at the people while walking into the city. Just watching people chat away with others and having a great time doing so it seems. I go to sit and he sits too. Does he realize that the world doesn't socialize with our kind becuase of our personality, and how we look, and what we do. I watch him with a sad look on his face "sorrow" thats what I see. I look back at the people around me as well and watch that man closely. I have that same sorrow then he looks at me. I stare at him both eyes looking into each other such sorrow in his eyes. It's like we connected at an instant, and known both of our pains at the same time. Like a mirror image.
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