A train ticket to New York City
the over used branded logo locale,
the city of opposing dreams,
of hypocrites and schemes,
It started with a kiss,
a moonlight job where I get to know men
who rob the innocent of their pennies
to throw them at me
when I’m made up and miserable.
This city has calloused even my tears,
I’m built with a strength sharper than spears-
It’s not what I pictured when I moved here,
but this place is about survival.
The one way ticket on a fast track,
stole my innocence away.
But at night, when I’m all alone,
I stay awake,
holding onto the memory
of innocent days.