• anonymousmouse 23w

    The Mask

    It's alway the same, everyday. I sit here in my spot - people watching!
    Busy people in suits running for the train.
    Mums with children in tow juggling lunch boxes while trying to speak on the phone.
    Everyone is busy.
    Everyone has a purpose.
    Apart from me.
    So I'll just sit, and watch, and wonder and wait.
    What for? Who knows!
    Maybe one day they will notice me.
    Maybe one day someone will say - hey, are you ok?
    Until that day I'll keep my mask - my disguise.
    My polite intrigue on my face.
    One day someone will notice.
    There will be other people like me.

    ©anonymousmouse