Beside A Stranger

[ceramiclifestyl]

I am sitting beside a stranger

you know
the kind that looks you over once and decides if a damn
is all you're worth or a damn is all you'll get,as if the world was born a long time ago and you were just born yesterday,
the kind that would rather watch you get mugged on the street than make their
six o'clock evening train,
as if all the world's a stage

Comments

you know, I kind of like this poem, but,

[ingrained]

it really ticked me off that you ignored me when I came to see you