Blah blah blah...another quiet nite...alone.

Amongst vermin and vilian so steadfast I stand
With my feet firmly planted atop desert sand
I wince and I waiver at each passing yell
I often thinkro myself, “ I chose to join hell.”
I sold up one year of the lives that I love
Just to scrimp and to save and to push and to shove
And to run in this rat racewith those who can’t hack
Living the life I’ll have once I’ved moved back
For the people here falter and stumble and fall
And up close they don’t look like people at all
All heartless and broken abandoned and torn
I wouldn’t doubt many wished they hadn’t been born
You can’t see the trust, respect, or caring from home
This is no place for a lover to roam
A lover of all, people, instance, and breath
But rather a place for hate, greed, and for death
Now life is not so bad here, a roof and three squares
But I’ll tell u one thing, be glad that you’re there
Back home amongst family, friends, even strangers
Life emotionally here screems of great dangers
There are days that I laugh, that I joke, even smile
But inside my heart I cry out the whole while
So don’t take for granted the love that abounds
From the family and friends and all those you surround
I’ve too long taken for granted the blessings unearned
But no longer will I once I have returned

I miss you all