Hidden

There is a beauty to the undiscovered
An uncorrupted dream
That doesn't stretch into posters Doesn't offers itself easily to be praised nor vilified
Something so incredible that it is unremarkable to people who are too easy to impress
Those who take the same pictures thousands of other people have taken
And implement commonplace expressions into their small and beaten library

They walk right by the beauty

The breathtaking song
or alleyway
or restaurant
or poster
or person

And they miss that very thing
Everyone lives to experience