I met a stranger at a corner of my street.
She said “Hey, there, yes, over here. Would you spare me a little of your time?
See, every single person that passes by never spares me even a look.
I am turning into stone.
I swear I am.
I am blending into this wall.
I am not asking you for much.
Stand here, by me. Just for a while.
Pretend that I am a person you know.
Pretend you took the time to come see me. Pretend that I matter. Pretend you see me. Look into my eyes, and pretend you see what I feel.
I am turning into stone. I swear I am.
I am blending into this wall.
If you could tell somebody about me today,
at least they too will know I exist.
Even if that’s all I am, at least they will know a story about the lonely stranger you met at a corner of your street.”
