The journey.

While sitting with her cup of coffee,
and with her favourite book,
people thought she was pre-occupied with the things around her.
People see her as someone who should not be disturbed.
People thinks she is strong.
And some people wonders,
isn't she lonely?
Sitting all alone at the carriage for a while,
not having someone to talk to,
not having someone to laugh about,
and not having someone to share.


But do you know what is she feeling?
A cup of coffee will turn cold.
A favourite book will eventually reach the final chapter.
She isn't occupied, she looks like she is.
She isn't strong, she looks like one.
She isn't lonely, she is alone.
Sitting all alone at the carriage for a while,
unable to talk to anyone,
unable to laugh with someone,
and unable to share what she wish to.
How does that feels?

People comes and walked pass her carriage.
She could only stare.
Why don't she get up from her carriage and walk around?
She couldn't. 
She was afraid at the end of the whole train carriage, she has to walk back all alone to her place.
Will one day someone come to her carriage and offer a "Hi?"
I don't know.
Will she reach her destination alone or with someone permanent or someone temporary?
She wishes to know.
I wish to know as well.

Jenny~