Coming from this small town place,
I could not match the bigger city pace.
Here the world seems bright,
But no friendly sight in the moonlight.
Children here seem to be running fast,
as if there is no second chance.
Life used to be bliss,
But now every second brain says Is that what you missed.
World here has a different charm,
Everyone wakes up with an alarm.
People find you a little creep,
As if you are a dirty sheep.
Could be what image I got is wrong,
Optimism is what I have strong.
Wish this difference could be computed,
And these negative noises could be muted.