I know I'm from the UK, not the US, but as my hubby is American I feel I'm allowed to say, "Hell, yeah!" I couldn't have put it better myself. This really spoke to me.
A good one I can truly understand. Some days I hate it even when I just have to go out grocery shopping. In my case it would end with"I am only for me and the two cats who own me." Lol. Hugs
Day breaks. Heart aches.
The city sleeps alone and
awakens to the chaotic love
everyone longs to share.
I am fulfilling but unfulfilled.
Catching stares. Reflected glares.
Contentment only lasts for so long.
I'm a sidewalk; you're a car.
Do I want to play in this parade today?
I'm not sure it even matters.
Attentions span. Intentions wan.
I crawl back into my bed
knowing I did my best to be
sociable, even if it isn't much.
The city joins me in a rest
nobody else can understand
for I am for no one.
I am only for me.
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