A million rides
but nobody cares
I scream for an ending
but nobody stares
A million heads blend
with a million screams
as I swing
and I fling
far away from my dreams
All is a blur
as cement turns to skies
all questions are shot
with a million lies
I've never seen so many people
but only
today, have I felt
this horribly lonely.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.


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