I went to the city, but couldn't find any there. Every street down which I walked was stained with the dirt rising from the cracks of the pavement, consuming my path until I had nowhere left to explore. Each skyscraper towered over me and cast a suspicious eye on my feeble frame, inquiring as to my purpose and position. I pulled my scarf tight around my face as I shuffled past, hoping not to be noticed.
I went out searching for some Christmas cheer.
I went to the mall, but couldn't find any there. On every side I was pressed by nauseating throngs of the gluttonous populous, each seeking their own and speaking unswervingly of gain. Even old friends seemed to set an agenda, led on by their packages. Followed by the desperate words of greasy salesmen I continued on in search of comfort devoid of consumer stimulation, however beneficial.
I went out searching for some Christmas cheer.
I went out to see the lights, but couldn't find any there. The lights were cold. They glowed on in spite of my pain, spraying their crimson and emerald aura about the grey landscape. No snow was to be found, leaving the once quaint scenery a dry wasteland. Lukewarm in it's existence, the residents drove on, lukewarm in their passing. I couldn't stay in once place for more than a few moment.
I went out searching for some Christmas cheer...
and then I came home.
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
