unknown reflection

she walks slowly down the busy side walks glancing at her self in the reflection of the dusty windows that seem black inside. Vacant windows, vacant builidings, yet people are surrounding her everywhere. She has a certain pace going that somewhat matches her every breath intake. It's cold and she shivers. When she glances at the face that she sees through the windows looking back at her, it's only then when she sees a sad face giving her a look that disapoints herself. Yet its the look she chooses. She questions herself how to change that smile thats being covered up by the dusty shadows. When she smiles, she can see through the hazy reflection, and notices the people that she thought once before were vacant. Its the frown that hides it all. She smiles and it opens more to what she though was the unknown, and she decided to keep that smile.