Same Old, Same Old.
I look to the right, the same old house.
I look to the left, the same old bridge.
I look up, the same old bird.
I look down, the same old gum stuck to the ground.
Life, have you noticed.
Is BORING!
Everything is the same, nothing new.
Maybe a new building for new people.
That does not count.
Life here is old.
I breath,and I taste the foul air.
I sniff, the horrible smell.
I see, the same old filth, and disturbing graffiti.
I hear, the same old foul language in the street.
I feel, the same damp air from the sewer system on a hot summer day, anywhere in NY.
Life in Old New York Is Old And Boring.
Living in Queens for sixteen years provides nothing interesting to look at, to do, or to experience and I bored to death with it.
Confusion of the World
I walk home, and what do I see?
Tax, lust, blood, and lies.
The government, is hungry. Hungry for our money.
I don't understand why, they lie through there teeth.
