Sea of Faces

March 8, 2008
By Heather Lyttle, Rodman, NY

In a sea of faces;
Here I dont belong,
I wish I never knew them.
So I wouldnt have to acknowledge;
In the sea of faces.

Everything that passes is a blur,
As if I were in a dream,
Like it were all fiction,
Everyone rushing by;
As if there were somewhere to go,
In the sea of faces.

They surround me,
Looking, staring, at me,
Starring their blank stares,
At my nothingness, laughing,
In the sea of faces.

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