She was sat, fixed, focused
Headphones in and a world out
The roar of the bus in the background
I sit here, listening to the kids smile and laugh with eachother
Happy to be living
I wonder what she is thinking about
If she understands the world like I do
I wonder if her mind is tired
Like mine is
Maybe if i said something to her
She would understand how i view the world in pigment
As I would understand, that her world
Is still in black and white