I look up.
Our eyes meet...

On the steps.
I sit alone...

I get off
the school bus...

Silent.
Dark...

His eyes water
as...

I walk
through the door...

The sun rises.
I wake...

Here.
Alone...

As she sits there.
beautiful...

I sit among them,
live around them...

Sitting on the steps.
Alone...

I'm sick of those people.
Not the kind of people...