once again today i listened to a man use an abusive tone with a woman...
i was at one end of the train, they were at the other...
we were packed in like sardines and there was nothing i could do...
i wanted to bolt to the other end and throttle the man spewing the abuse, but the train was filled with 17 year olds and their backpacks and ipods cranked to the the max...
why do i feel like i am the only one who voices out or asks the women if they are ok...
others stand looking at their feet while i strain my neck to make eye contact with the shrinking being...
then when i thought I could move through the crowd to ask her if she needed help...
they were gone...
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