Glancing, I Find I'M Just Not There
Walking past the shop window
Glancing, I find I'm just not there
Even when I go back to check again
All I see is an empty stare
Rows and rows of windows
Allow me to see the other side
Even when a bus passes me
I hear my inner self confide
Walking past the shop windows
Like I've done so many times
No longer I go back to check again
For I, I can no longer find
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2018
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