by Reese
She is lonelyEven though you can't tellShe is reaching outFor what, she doesn't knowShe will continue to sit in silenceAnd hope that someone may stumble acrossHer and all of her emptinessBut they only hope that they do it in timeOtherwise she will have drifted too farAnd she may let goOf whatever grasp of the world she hasAs she slowly fades out of the lives of everyoneNearly unnoticed.
