Bedroom Window

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just different

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From the 3rd floor of my apartment flat, I see the world. As from a pier, I watch the pond and all its minnows. All types of humans cincronized to traffic noises lullabies. I might of seen you walking by, as I sat and looked out through my bedroom window. You wouldn't notice him until it's too late. He moves a rodent in the shadows scavenging for scraps to fill his pockets. Saw something shine inside and broke the glass, quickly ran away to hide it. Addiction runs deep through his vains, it left his mom a widow. I've seen him feed his habit, F#ck$ng rat. Seen em, as I looked out though... My bedroom window. Amazing how they make their rounds, with pistols in their hands so proud. The 15th and the 30th, they're out to save the city. Police badges tend to dull, once corruption takes a hold. They no longer shine so pretty. With a violent look, and subtle threats, you're indirectly asked to part with hard-earned cash. Masters of innuendo. I've witnessed how pigs break their vows, seen em on a daily basis While... Looking through, my bedroom window. I seen her walking, noticed her from about two blocks away. The sight of her made my skin, goose-pimple. Amongst the pandemonium of truck horns and vendor's music, I could hear her earrings jingle. I felt like yelling out the window that I have a job, not so bad looking, and that I'm single. What I really should of done was go downstairs and spoke, but I didn't. Now I see the whole entire world, but her. And I'm looking for her, Though my bedroom window. L.A.G.