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A girl sits alone. She feels like she's watching all the world pass her by. Everyone's life seems to be getting better... Or even worse. While hers appears to play in slow motion. She watches people advance, she watches them move on. She feels like... She's sitting on a park bench. Watching children play, couples kiss, parents smile, everyone comes and goes while she stays just watching others live their lives. Who does she have to sit beside her? No one. Because everyone is at the park. Taking no notice of the girl that just sits and watches. Wishing desperately that someone, anyone, would come, taking her by the hand, and lead her to her path. She know it's out there somewhere. But she can't find it. She's lost her path. She's afraid if she does this on her own she'll pick a path meant for someone else. She feels lost and alone. Watching the world go on without her.