Nobody can ever tell you to your face
Implying with smirks
You wash off the insinuations
Clean the weary face
Have you questioned your life
Must you fight the uphill battle
Telling myself I will be the only casualty
The only body on the greasy pavement in the ugly street light
Cool drizzle that doesn't have a meaning or a name of it's own
Big stained trash containers taking up space on the street they're...
breathing stink into the exhausting night
Into the solitude
Up the hill legs carry the body
The head overrun but the heart still keen
Slippery slats of concrete reflect the dull street lights
Vagrants snort and grunt and dog's bark, almost distractions
However the mind is left to it's constant mess
The heart grins when it should sympathize.
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