Riding the Metro
Screaming into a speeding train,
the passengers are escaping with my yells.
Unknowingly, they ride along with the exhausted pain,
talking about one night stands, local sports teams
and workplace drama.
To them, I am just another color in the blur.
But I stand alone, separate from everything
trying to expel the excess.
The overflow of voices in my head
catch a ride on the metro.
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