+-+ Princess Commuter +-+
Haughty angle of your jaw
Dismissive tightness of your lips
Head turned away to stare
At anything or anywhere just not here
Gazes fall from you wounded deep
By sharp animosity of your profile
Hair pulled back arrogantly tight
Clothing coldly professional
You are not interested in
The other travellers sitting around
A prisoner of circumstances
Serving out your time in solitary
Such a constant to the smiles
Neat and fresh politeness shared
By the other travellers journeying
United in this trip
Welcoming of conversation and interaction
While you in lonely majesty sit.
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