Alone Poem by Tea Kawana

I sat at my desk,
at work,
and I looked outside
watching people pass by.
My head was partially killing me;
the ache hadn’t completely gone away.
I know it had all been tiredness.

I sat at my desk,
at work,
and I looked outside
watching people pass by.
My eyes stared straight ahead
somewhere where myself didn’t know.

I was motionless.
My heart was doleful;
and yet my mind wanted to take the
lead. But that was
impossible: I wept.
I just wept.

I know the world wasn’t looking at me,
and of course they never had the slightest care,
they would never.
Nobody could share someone’s else’s
Sorrow. Well perhaps you could but not to the core,
For it isn’t yours. Who’d like to be unhappy anyway?
Happiness is easier because it simply is happiness.

I sat there and wept;
dug my face into my skirt
as I held part of it in my hands.
I wept.