Again, again, again

Again, again, and again,

She saw them walking in a distance,

It was close then,

But we are no longer on the same lane,

This happened before and it’s nothing new,

Different people but same happenings.

She was there among the crowd,

She was with them,

She was talking with them,

She was laughing with them,

She was gossiping with them,

She was only among them,

She was, she was, she was…

A girl among her acquaintances,

No I didn’t make a mistake,

Acquaintances no more no less,

She was nothing to them but a pest,

As she was with so many before,

A simple yet deep girl,

With no one to lean on.

No one would make the first move to call her,

No one to confide their secrets because of her over-concerning,

No one to really look at her,

No one to really see her but most of all,

No one to really understand her.

Again, again, again,

She was left behind,

An alien among her kind,

They somehow would walk away from her,

Slowly and gradually,

Then disappear,

Out of sight, out of mind,

Then…

It was all the same thing,

From acquaintances to friends to –

acquaintances to strangers.

Again, again, again….