Another Day

All I hear 

is my own feet

scuffing at the 

concrete.

Another Day

Smelling humidity.

An aroma of sweaty 

band guys and gals.

Another Day

Metallic blood

soaking my 

taste buds.

Tasting the pain

of being alone.

Another Day 

With the scars

that leave me in shame.

Leave me scared.

Leave me forlorn.

Another Day

With an aching 

head that won't

stop killing me.

Another Day

Same routine.

Same eyes

that look at the ground.

Same place

that I sit oblivious

of my surroundings.

Same friends 

that still don't understand.

Same feeling

of being alone.