I sit beside the window every evening,
looking at gorgeous sunshine, or amazingly heavy rain.
The world wipes out its superficiality, and shows the essence of the beauty.
Unknown songs echo in the air, empty hugs and hand holding regardless of sex.
And everything is just blurry.
The city is crowded with people and vehicles.
skyscrapers seem as though they reach the clouds.
Engine sounds destroy beautiful dreams.
Neon lights reflect into eyes, and brighten the city.
Roads and air in this materialistic world, dust can't cover the desolation.
Even if everything seems ostentatiously prosperous.
Small towns and big cities.
They stare at each other with distance, and lost in thoughts.
The quiet, the pleasure.
The prosperity, the isolation.
I wander around between small towns and big cities,
a crazy dream is hidden in my heart.
There is an empty city that belongs to me.
No people, no colors.
Some sad emotions, and loneliness that leads to perfection.
But it is just a dream,
kind of far away from mediocre me.