Do you notice how the lights flicker just above your head? Are you counting stops until you reach your stop instead? Is the window cold against your cheek when you lean in close? Do you feel the train sway like it knows the things you hold the most? Hey, girl on the subway, are you okay tonight? Is the weight on your shoulders heavier than it looks in this dim light? Do your eyes carry stories that you're not ready to tell? Are you riding past your station just to give yourself a spell? Is that bruise on your wrist from a door that closed too fast? Or something older that you're hoping no one ever asks? Do you keep your headphones on to block the world outside? Is the song you're playing one that helps you run and hide? Hey, girl on the subway, are you okay tonight? Does the rain on the window match the storm you hold inside? Are your hands in your pockets 'cause the air feels too sharp? Do you ever wonder if anyone's watching from the dark? Is the silence in your stare a choice or just fatigue? Do you feel invisible, or is that a kind of peace? Are you tracing cracks in the floor like maps to somewhere new? Does anyone at home know the weight that you're pulling through? When the doors slide open, do you hesitate to leave? Is there somewhere safer than the place you're meant to be? Do you catch your reflection and quickly look away? Are there questions in your mirror that you never dare to say? Hey, girl on the subway, are you okay tonight? I won't ask your name, I won't step into your light. Just know that someone noticed, in the flicker of the car, That you're carrying something heavy, and I hope you're not too far From whatever it is that makes the questions fade away. Are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay... today?
