An Outlook on the City

A world full of noise,

Voices vying for attention.

 

Girls drenched in makeup,

Just one of the playboys.

 

Busy streets,

Blinding neon lights.

 

Gloom-brimmed days and

Stranger-filled nights.

 

Everyone begging to be seen,

Wants that next hit of dopamine. 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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