Who is that girl staring at me?
I feel like she is so far away.
I can see her,
But her image always fades.
I can feel her,
And that cold blank stare.
Does she know me?
She looks familar,
Almost as if,
I once knew her.
Those sad brown eyes,
Searching for something,
That I just can't seem to place.
She looks lost,
In a world of her own thoughts and dreams.
A world of her own confusion,
That she doesn't understand.
Why won't she quit looking at me?
I can't take it any longer.
Who is she?
And what does she want?
