carts rolling down the beaten up street
kids daring others to hide out in forgotten alleyways
bottles clinking inside musty bars
and you.
you are sitting around reading another novel, as usual, and finally reach the last page
you look up and stare at everything around you
this average looking city
but it isn't so average now that you see it all
its so much more than that
with its towers testing one another to see who can touch the clouds
the graffiti on the old brick walls of rundown buildings
and the love that you see everywhere
the memories
the joy
the heartbreak
this city has imprinted its signature into all of our hearts
this city has stamped itself onto you and now you don't want it to fade away
this city is your home.
filled with so much love
and so much hate, too
but isn't that life?
Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 4:34 PM UTC
carts rolling down the beaten up street
kids daring others to hide out in forgotten alleyways
bottles clinking inside musty bars
and you.
you are sitting around reading another novel, as usual, and finally reach the last page
you look up and stare at everything around you
this average looking city
but it isn't so average now that you see it all
its so much more than that
with its towers testing one another to see who can touch the clouds
the graffiti on the old brick walls of rundown buildings
and the love that you see everywhere
the memories
the joy
the heartbreak
this city has imprinted its signature into all of our hearts
this city has stamped itself onto you and now you don't want it to fade away
this city is your home.
filled with so much love
and so much hate, too
but isn't that life?
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