You'd probably never know me in your life. You've seen me before as I have seen you. I was invisible to you, however I could see you clear as day. You'd probably never know me in your life. As depressing and true as this is there is no excuse. I was standing right there. There I was bare skinned and exposed. You watched me quiver in the cold of winter. You wanted to help me. I saw you, I saw the fear in your eyes as you were standing there. Your lips opened but there were no words. You walk away, looking back at my until he disappeared into the fog I was doomed. I knew I was. I was so cold. Gripping my body praying that I could find a phone, or clothes. Instead I crawled under a bench nearby. My knees are in my chest. Clenching my body trying to keep warm. I feel sleepy and my body is heavy. Everything turns black.
This short poem shines a light on society and how people turn a blind eye to a person in need everyday. Even familiar faces are not exempt. One young lady (the familiar face to the young man) was in trouble and a man spotted her in distress and did nothing.