Surrounded by a crowd of millions.
A lonely sould with a sack on her back.
Chitter chatter amongst the many,
thoughts that will never be heard.
Longing for a rememberance of what it used to be,
acceptance it is no longer me.
Bests to be a memories that will soon fade,
a old view to be washed away.
Future with an opportunity of a lifetime,
for nothing lasts forever it time for change.
A girl searching for a start in a new place.