Inside the bubble

Inside the bubble, life is like a cuddle The bubble is protection, in it is no trouble Let the bubble stay for as long as possible When the bubble bursts, it hurts They will stumble Like waking up from a dream Of Princess in a pretty castle The real life is much harsher Those skyscrapers that looked like fairytale landscape Are shouting out the true stories of disparity and money chase I never heard before the noises of window opening next door The noise of shower everyday at 4 Before that was the ambulance and the plane going offshore Yes, the city has lots of eateries and parks Nice beaches and sandstone rocks But I have seen those and now what Do I want to stay a pawn or a mint cog What will I think about this decision At my deathbed, when it lifts all fog? Will I long for acres of land with own forest and water Would I wish I had travelled the world And not lived in a quarter? Why do I analyse life so closely And make my life harder?

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