city lights.

a lot more rhyme-ish than my usual.

Quiet oceans wait for me, beyond my Eiffel Tower dreams.
These city skies and plastic lies are far too useless for my eyes.
I still just wait for fate to take the time it needs to set me straight
and direct me where the air is clear. I fear that I cannot wait here.

All around lie lying lovers, lusting after one another.
Corrupted corpses flood the streets as cowards cower in defeat.
The signs all say that I should stay and suffer though each passing day,
but words of vandals, vagabonds, tell me I've been here too long.

The shadows made by city lights are never really ever right.
A frightened fool, I followed fast, and false friends took me in their grasp.
They altered all my aspirations, and now I'm trapped in desperation.
But now, no more, I've decided to leave. By city lights, I'm no longer deceived.