A city boy in the country
A whole different world completely
The air and openness incredibly refreshing
Dare I say invigorating
The city streets are crowded with the smothering feeling of smog
Incredible to think we can breathe this and believe it’s okay
Only the sound of nature and occasional car passing exist
So far removed from the crowds to find peace
An openness that is new to me, and exciting and scary
A thrill to truly be this free
Where I come from, to be claustrophobic is not an option
People push past you, no mention of apologize
Instead you are guilt riddled by looks for it being your fault
Dare I say we are free, but at times it feels like prison yard
All around, people are staring and plotting against you
Your guard is never down
A product of my environment to see the worst in people
Would I fit in here, where kindness is a thing
What a world it would’ve been growing up here
I don’t want to return to a place where the rats fights for the last crumb of pizza
Where everyone expects you to give them a dollar
As if you it was your responsibility to help them
Knowing very damn well you live there too and you aren’t better off
I’ve only been greeted by smiles not looks
I ask questions and people are happy to help
They don’t suck there teeth when I ask a question
Two different worlds
Two different countries
All within the same state
How is this possible
These two cultures exist so closely and yet are so different
Maybe in my next life I will be born in the country
A country boy just visiting the city
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