Alone in a crowd

About a homeless girl I saw one day. Feedback welcome.

She sits there, alone in a crowd
Trying so hard to be seen
Wondering why she has become this way
Her life is but an empty dream.

She's pretty, but seems older than her years
She looks like a woman, but really she's only a girl
Wondering if she'll have enough money for food today
She's wrapped up in her own little world.

A man, sits alone in a crowd
He sees the girl sitting outside on the floor
What will become of her?
He feels helpless to do more.

He can see that she's homeless, but wouldn't know what to say
She might think he's a weirdo, if he should ask her name
He's a kind, caring man with a genuine heart
But to her, he'd be just another face to blame.

She's still there, the girl sitting alone in a crowd
Maybe one day, her Prince Charming will come find her
He will see her sweet face and adore her for sure
Hopes the man, sitting alone in a crowd
Wishing he could do more.