January 21, 2010
I look into the distant sky,
wondering why you’d ever lie.
Wandering the streets alone
I try to hold back, but I start to cry.

It seems like you never cared,
or maybe you were unaware
but still lonely I roam
down alleys where comfort is rare.

I walk the beaten path step by step.
You don’t know how many times I’ve wept
sitting alone in that dark, cold alley.
and I still wonder why you left.

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GangstaEyes This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 16, 2010 at 9:56 pm
I really like this - it is very well written and relatable. Your flow and word choice is excellent - you have serious talent....Could you maybe check out some of my stuff? Thanks and keep writing - you're great at it!
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