"Who are you?" asked the girl staring at me
Voice hinting joy, but eyes screaming of pity
I stared back right at her with the eyes she despise
"I am lonely," tone as cold as the breeze at night
Expression as empty as her soul
Storytelling her life in three words
"I don't know you!" she denies
But, why do I hear your cries?

"Tell me, do I know you?" eyebrows furrowed, confused
I extended my hand as the corner of my lips turned upward
"Let me touch you," I wanted you to feel my warmth
But you refused
You didn't care if my hand was alone hanging in the air
"Go away!" you ordered
Was it anger or despair?

"Who are you?" they always ask
I, who wants you to never run
Either from the drowning wave, or the bright rays of sun
I, who only wants you to be human