Sunday, March 2, 2014

Final Poetry Assignment



    Undercover City 



Street lights
Cool stores
All you see is pretty
But you've never realized
New York could be so petty

Under the attractive things
is a world you never expected to meet
Chaos will greet you
Some may enjoy meeting you
Yet, some may not like you
Might try to fight you

Maybe you just look soft
Maybe you're being tested
And everyday, someone new is getting 
Arrested

You've heard bout cyberbullying
Well, it gets worse out here
So be careful who you're friends with
Never know when trouble is near

Don't talk to strangers
Here, I may sound silly
But you never know what'll happen 
Some are always willing

To harm you
Because smiles become fake
but you get what you get
and take what you can take

It's not all bad
That's not what I'm saying 
But New York's like a game
And you're the one playing

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