Subway Lady

Everyday there is a woman in the subway. She doesn't really move. No one sees her ride the subway. She's just down there, down in the subway. She doesn't even have a seat. She's on the floor, kinda like a musician, but she's not allowed to sit inside the yellow dots. Inside the yellow dots is off limits to her. That's for musical people who audition. She didn't audition. This is her life. No on auditions for life.

She's homeless. Most people either try not to look at her, avoiding her meager lifestyle; or they give her a dirty look. Some people give her change, but they can't help but think they are just fueling the fire. Not REALLY helping.

She doesn't look so beautiful now, but at one time she was really cute. When she was born she brought joy into someone's life. She was a cute little girl who laughed and played. She was someone's fun girlfriend.

She's my daughter... ok, so she's not MY daughter, but she's someone's.