Invisible Woman

Invisible Woman - Based on my experience in Jakarta. It was drizzling that afternoon, I once saw an old woman wearing a kebaya, sitting quietly in the middle of the road, and her forehead was bleeding. No one cares or help her. Traffic continues as usual. People focus on their vehicle. The old woman seemed invisible in the eyes of others. I started to doubt that what I saw was real. Or maybe that's how many urban people feel when they see other people struggling? Feeling a lot of doubts and choosing to look for safety by being apathetic?