I'm trying to be great
And simply survive
At the same time

She smokes cigarettes outside in the dark
She likes the way it feels knowing the smoke is deadly
Her pale face and sunken grey eyes, drug induced state
She doesn't try anymore, and
Her hoodie isn't thick enough to warm her skin,
Growing ever colder

I always said I wasn't a city girl
I didn't like the idea of concrete and high rises
Or the idea of traffic jams and noise
But I found I've changed my outlook

It was alive, the whole city was
So many different people,
From so many different places
All in one city

The buildings were huge and glassy
And lights created beautiful spectacles
Splotches of strong green trees
Checkered the whole area

There were old red brick apartments
And cafes and shops and alleys
And there were gigantic slick towers
That reflected like mirrors

There were giant magnificent churches
And there were bicycles ringing
And horse carriages in the parks
The night was filled with neon

The country girl in me made room
For the urban girl to make a home
New York City the melting ***
And the only thing I missed was  
The stars.

If I could spend the rest of my days
in a contemplative haze
surrounded by nature, God's creation,
I would be most happy.

"I worry about you"
He said in a condescending cold voice.

Worry about me how?
Do you worry I don't like you
Do you worry I do things to spite you
Do you worry I'm emotionally unstable
Or do you worry I just won't make it in life.