Ever hear the silence in moments of chaos
Horn blaring, intense crowds and the sounds of a bustling city
Yet to you it’s quiet as can be
You can year your heartbeat so clearly
That which doesn’t matter, is muffled
I stop in the middle of a crowd
Look around at all the faces
Not a single smile
All worry, stress and misery
I can feel it poisoning me
The intoxicating smell of failure and regret
A scent must cities have, yet must people can’t tell
These people who are drowning in it
The rushing traffic turns to roaring rapids
I push my way through to the edge of the crowd
What’s left to do but to get away
Away from here so that it doesn’t pull me back in
Leave this city
Walk away from the crowds and lifestyle
Find peace of mind over fun times
Get away from the insane thoughts of a mind that can’t sleep
A new places to call home
I want to find that peaceful place that the crowds laugh at
But deep down it’s where they want to be
Only if the chains of this city weren’t so strong
One day they will break away
For now it’s just a routine
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