This City

I live in a city, where the traffic never stops

And the mind can never rest, till the breath ends

It’s a city of lights, of selfish desires

Where the nights never sleep, and the days are long

I live in a city, where appearances matter

Where information is abundant and knowledge, in a dearth

This city is the nightmare, I’ve been living since birth

Where relationships are not built, but broken

Where people are miserable, and the misery is unspoken

Where lust is sold in the name of baseless love

Where the only laughter is a mockery of the simpler

You might want to stay on, but I no longer do