Oh, hi Missunderstood. I really liked the way that you made this poem. What you made in the setting had really pulled me in because sometimes when you watch people or when people watch you, sometimes you deeply ponder on what their purpose of life is and why they still exist today? the questions that arouse in me from this deep poem which had many points in it are, what are humans but anonymous souls that wonder freely in the streams of life? Does their existence due to the acts of God seem as two purposes of life, the good and the corrupted, black souls that inhabit this strange world? Sometimes people wonder why someone does something, whether it be following your dreams though they seem to be the most impossible things, helping people (kids, adults, the elderly, etc.) around town with their outdoor chores, or committing a chain of truly heinous crimes (Robbery, killing, illegal use of firearms, etc.). What you have written within ninety five words of this poem is like the deeper philosophies in life. So I say wow to this poem! For something very small and under one hundred words, this is really interesting to me and possibly to other people. I wish and look forward for you to make more poems like this. Maybe you could even do those poems that deeply focus on life.

the part down belowtells exactly what this and many other writing websights are all about

Each person has their own story of where they have been. Once a woman told me she once was a man.

 and it is for the readers toofor when you experence what it is like through there point of view things can fall into place. you know what i am saying?

 this is a good start you need some practice but this is good!

 I like the way you write and will be reading more of your works.

"I wonder where these people go when all the lights are out. If they go inside or if they stay
out."
 

I like this line, but I feel as if it does not mach the rythem of the start and end, maybe if you reworded it as

"I wonder where all these people go when the lights are out. It they go inside or if they stay out."

"So many faces and just to think there are more unfamilar faces than you will ever meet."
 

I love this line! It has so much to say, just not a clear way of showing it. Try "Just so many faces, and just think, there are so many more unfamilar faces than you will ever meet."

or "So many faces and just think of all the other unfamilar faces, most you will never meet."

I like the way you piece is with out any changes, I just thougth I would put my two cence in.

I really liked your flow in these stanzas. However I think it would have been just that much better with more description on the thoughts you were putting out.

"I look at these people and you can't tell by the way they look if they ever picked up a book."

Now this is just an example and a thought on your work. Maybe something like this instead...

I look at these people and you can't tell by the way they look if there trials in life have ever lead them to pick up a book.

It's not much, and it may just be my opinion but little things like that add up sometimes.

 The last time I wrote a blog, it was like this.  I was at the store, creating scenarios and personalities for everyone I saw.  It's just part of the writer's imagination.  Great poem.

 I like it.

It seems a little less though, like it's missing something. Maybe you could make it longer?

It reminds me of people watching.