change of location
scenery
buildings that kiss the sky
towering over jealous trees
that go for miles
in the city's heart
history
hidden behind old world facades
along its moldings
smothered in the walls
i need a change
a place where people walk
because it's quicker
and not the other way around.
i could leave now
an adventure awaits
i have no direction in life
and i've never felt better
but still i sit in one place
like a good child
hiding behind the facade of purpose
in a place where trees outreach the buildings
and the closest they get to kissing the sky
is their leaves holding baited breath
lips puckered
for contact that will never materialize
scenery
change of location
change of pace
