There is a crowd somewhere
a name is being tossed around
they're wearing the color of their souls
faking concern
someone has a cold,
they cough in the middle of prayer
my mother only stands there and breathes,
my siblings ask questions that won't be answered
my father didn't come because it's a lie
my friends don't come
because they don't know me
they never knew me
before night inks the sky, the cold crowd leaves
in the movies it rains on days like these,
but today it never rained.
