Second Look Poem by Colette Grosvenor

You look deep into my life,
But as soon as I glance at you,
You feel guilty,
You turn, and cast your shadow onto my soul.
I shouldn't expect you to care,
You are just a passer,
Like the swarm that passes me each day,
without a second look.
My life is so lonely,
Although there are so many people in this world.
Why is it some people have so much to live for in their lives;
Family and friends,
and they do not care for them,
any of them.
They treat them as they would treat me.
A ragged child, curled up in the corner of a busy street,
Unknown to the world.