Teenage Poetry and quotes

ON MY OWN

I walk alone in the chaos of the dark
Yet the sound of each step of mine, so loud
I look around me, there's no one I can call mine
Even amidst such a huge crowd
These faces, some known, some unknown that I see
In search of answers brewing within me.
Whose hand will I hold to lead the way,
To walk me through the darkness and into the day
That's when I hear the echo of my own dreams,
An uproar straight from my heart.
It tells me not to seek outside
For something that lays within me and forms a part