Written by: Hanan Essam

Need to look around;
For someone in the crowd.
To look at me and see;
What so achy?
And always make me burn ;
So bad no one really concern.
Even if you try to live alone;
Make sure that you will be easily blown.
Tears by tears flooded; 
All I see faces in cold-blooded.
“Save me please.” I cried;
What I found people running and hide.
Looking from side to side;
Fog everywhere; I thought that I went blind.
 I tried to open my eyes so wide;
“No one found.”