Here I live
in the city lined by the river

Here I live
under the great blue bridge
that loses it's battle with time
and rusts away

Here I wonder
Here I wonder

If I'll stay
in the city lined by the river

I'll leave my window open
            so in darkness-deep
            maybe, just maybe
            you'll hear me weep.

In life we are all living in our own reality show

Some people
Just aren't worth a poem,
Or a thought.