A Building

Sturdy and strong, From the outside nothing could go wrong, Crumbling on the inside, this tower So tall and so bold Colorful yet vague As it watches and stares at all that pass by, Rainy days, sunny days, This building waits and prays, Its elegance disappearing with every waking minute, This home for some, nightmare for others This gargantuan structure, a victim convicted within itself With no help but itself Surrounded by so many, never connected entirely, never to feel variety, nor priority, or love As no tenant could give the attention it deserved, And no tenant may ever give what it needs, As no one gets close its interior fills and consumes like a parasite, It feeds on its emotions and it's trying to fight, Its insides, its floors, doors, deteriorating It tries to never ponder on what its destruction will come from, As it lets its most magnificent resident roam through its rooftop fast in a section that allows to view and run passed its past It worries no more yet worries so much Could this structure last if its favorite's soul sees its sickening sad past?