raindrops tap on my bedroom window i peer outside, my neighbor, a lonely widow walks on the sidewalk with an umbrella at hand i wish to see ocean, i wish to see sand instead of this dreary neighborhood i live in i wonder how my life would've been if my family moved to California or Florida, Carolina, Georgia... warmth will envelope me in her embrace i will never see the face of New Jersey again.
I love New Jersey. It's where I live. But sometimes, moving South is a lingering thought.
WHAT THE **** Are you doing? WHO Taught you how to drive? You ****-FACED SPONGE-BRAINED DROOLING TODDLER Get the **** out of my way, and wait for YOUR T- Oh. You're letting me go. ....I... should probably stop honking.