For All They Know

by Nayana Menon

Words rebound off cobblestone
Families and friends speak,
But I am alone
Walking, then running, to escape
The people who are too close for comfort.

For they remind me of a family long gone
Faces in my memory
But I live on,
Because my fate is decided by me
And me only.

A memento I have of their love, I hold
A bag, of rainbows.
And though it may be old
It is all I have left
So I can remember them, in their entirety.

So quickly I move
Through the crowded town square
For I have nobody to prove
My existence to
Because, for all they know, I am gone.