HollyLouise Woollard

Suburbia

The Hustle and Bustle of every day suburbia,

Living and not appreciating your everyday surroundings,

Laughing and joking with your everyday friends,

Screaming and shouting in despair at your everyday pains.


Walking around, on their phones, heads held high,

Ignorant people, shopping bags in tow, passing by,

Still i sit in the cold and wonder why,

Why they hold their heads so high?


If they were like me for just one day,

If they could see things my way,

And they sit here where i sit everyday,

I don't ...