the study of lone objects. left alone and rejected. nobody hears the pleas of the lonely heart. they are crying inside. their voices remains echoes in the bustling cities. nobody pays any attention. nobody took notice. the small little things in life are taken for granted once again. we see them everywhere. they are sitting next to u in the mrt train. they walk down the aisle of the shopping malls besides u. they are looking at u with sadness in their eyes. but we never stopped to listen to their stories. we never stop. and they are the ones that get joy when one day they are able to reach the sky. n fly.