Being confused and lost

The city present itself with all its doubtful glory

But when you look closely things turn out differently

This is the way things are

They are not what you think

More like a mixed cocktail

The winter keeps the smell away but now it is back

The dirt, the dead, the lost and the con artist  are all back again

Doing the city interesting and multidimensional

But if you know the history of every street, apartment and park

The city turns out even more different than before

Like a mosaic in time bleaching slowly in the sun

The hated house

Every day is the same

People walking by outside

Not taking notice of the hated house

The owner want it gone, but the city

wants it to stay since it been that way

For more than hundred years

So they fight about the might

Year after year

The owner closed shop after shop

Never taking care about the life that is here

The house strives on and for sure it won’t

Soon be gone, but neglected takes its toll

And it makes love fall but what can be done

The house has no choice it stays where it is