A PLACE TO CALL HOME!A Poem by cimmy wuv xxxoooI wan't to finally feel at home!I hate the country so much, you don't understand, Living here for so long, wasn't what I had planed. Its so quite, it feels dead here, theres not one sound, Nothing here, but trees, local shops, theres nothing around. I yearn for the city, the traffic, the noise, the shops, Most people, hate it, but I hope it never stops. Because when im there at least the world is alive, I feel less depressed, and more happy when I arive. There's so much to do, many things to see, When Im out in the city, I feel free. Night is even better, oh what a glorious sight, The buildings, and the whole city, all alight. My style, is fancy its just my taste, its what I like to wear, When im in the city, everyone dresses fancy, so I don't have to care. Walking around like that in my town, I just look out of place, I don't fit in here at all, and you can see it on my face. When I get a job, and the cash comes rolling my way, I'll be out of here in no time, thats all I can say. Of to live with the boyfriend, In a place thats close to the city, the only thing im taking with me, is my beautiful darling kitty. Ill no longer be close to the city just to rome, I won't have to go back to the country, I'll finally be home! © 2015 cimmy wuv xxxoooFeatured Review
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21 Reviews Added on February 19, 2015 Last Updated on February 19, 2015 Authorcimmy wuv xxxooomelbourne, AustraliaAboutHey everyone im cimmonne (prounced simone) but everyone i know and love calls me cimmy. I'm unique and different and 100 percent me. I have a passion for writing and i want to share my writing with ev.. more..Writing
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