this face.

she was just standing there and there were people all around. they just sort of ignored her, she was staring at everyone else because no one really minded, no one really noticed. It was kind of odd and there was a lot of things to notice, but none of them reminded her of what she wanted to reminded of. Its kind of lonely, feeling so unconnected to things, she thought, in not quite so blunt a sentence. Someone had a pretty face, but she could tell the other girl was faking her smile, and the lips were off. She wished things were as easy as being able to see someones personality in their face, and even though science said that it wasn't possible people do it all the time. Sometimes the most beautiful faces aren't those that are aesthetically pleasing, they just have this feel about them and you sense this thought and while you stare its just awe.