The traffic flows non-stop
From the red light till the green
From early morning till late night
Where people with white dress and black suit
With briefcase on the left phone on the right
The city never seem to stop for breathe
But the air seems too thick to swim in
What people are after to
Looks endless till infinity
Where people go to
Does not fix and changes
Places after places
Searching for life they want
After houses cars money
Too restless
Too hectic
We see handshakes and hugs
Hellos and goodbyes
Wishes and kisses
That are used to cover up whats inside
To mask the hypocrisy
To buy the trust
Could be at the lowest price
When the value is priceless
The looks we have outside
Are opposite with the inside
If we could portray our truly hearts
People might not look at us
People might make distance from us
As hideous and gruesome it is
Ghastly the child might cry
Like rain would fall from sky
Grotesque.
