Invisible People

She walks by me in miniskirt and boots with earphones she listens to a song I cannot hear I see him walking a beard so black and full looking at his cell phone at something I cannot see together they are hurrying quickly hand in hand looking eagerly before them and I know not where they go I hear somebody calling a name out loud and clear a song begins within my head but I know not who she is and I stop and wonder that I do not know just who they may be all the people that I see each one of them a person each one with hopes and dreams each one with a story that I simply do not know and I know I do not see them and do not know who they are and that I never wonder and I never try to learn I really do not see them I really do not see I really do not wonder I really do not care they really are invisible someone I really do not see I really do not try to see them and learn who they really are