She sat beside me as we headed to town, Looked very calm with a sad face, Then she could look at her face from time to time, After a few glance to her phone, Tears started to roll down her cheek, She typed something and looked outside, Got a text and shed more tears as she looked at her phone. This went on like this till our bus got to town, The more she looked at her phone, The more she cried, At one point I wish she could stop looking at her phone, Maybe she would stop crying. Then I remember my own scenario sometime back, I had just got bad news and was not handling the situation very well, I was able to hold myself well for a few days, Until I couldn't anymore, When I was busy, I was able to escape the sadness, But when not doing anything challenging, It would overwhelm me. I would find myself crying in public places , In the bus on my way to work or back home, In my coffee breaks when alone, And in my house, I could not control the sadness, Tears would just flow as my brain go blank, Before confining it's self to think of only what was causing the sadness. Comparing my situation to hers, I understood why she could not control the situation, No one likes to be vurnerable in front of strangers, Especially in public places, But immense sadness or depression, Cares none of that.