Morning People

A poem about feeling lonely in a busy city
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Created by LizzieLinds

Published on Oct 24, 2023
woman standing in front of a train
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Morning People


Rustles and coughs,

The sound of a morning,

Bottling up,

The noise it could bring.


Little to nothing,

The tension that's building,

The light of a train,

And a depressing sting.


Excitement to be damned,

Nothing was there,

Alone in expectation,

No space to care.


Living the dream,

Won't be living at all,

Pushing and shoving,

Your way to a door.


Way to an ending,

Everyone should want,

Way to end ending,

No one chose to hunt. 

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