

Metro stops.I watch as people board the subway and crowd next to me. Everyone going different places, running different lives, many weathered hearts and yet they still have the strength to smile. I just sit back and watch how so many people can be united in one place for a similar cause: running away. Their faces are lined with tears that have raced over their faces so many times that there are perminate tracks. The battle wounds that marks them for who they are and what they've been through.Metro stops.
I ponder my life, unsure of what to do or how to deal afraid to move forword and too scared to look into the past. The decisions frighten me. I don't w
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