This Town Is Cold Now.

The worn out buildings and over used pavements, I chase them everyday like a cat with a mouse. I weave in and out of traffic, people and those for sale signs that have forever been hanging. We're living in a repitition. The same streets, same faces. The cold remarks barked by the bitter old women who are fed up with the youngsters crowding by her street. The men remarking on how things have changed but mostly for the worse. I walk every street the same. I glance, I greet and I regret. I'm met with the same faces, same responses and the same ignorance. This town is stuck in a rut. Change is a must but these people are stubborn and resentful of those who attempt to break the mold. I smile and wave, I greet those I do not know because it makes me the better person, I attempt change and embrace it. Most people look down at me, as if they expect me to be like everyone else my age but all i want is acceptance. For people to accept that I am an individual, not a sheep or an outsider. I have lived here all of my life and have watched the town and people grow. When I leave this town, I will probably return in years to come and wonder why things are still as they used to be. The same routine but different faces. They are all living a redundant routine, living back in the day where everything was as they wanted but now things have spiralled out of control. Turned cold and bitter, they hold it against everyone they meet. I hope to God things change, that I change and that they change. This town cannot forever be tread upon like it is merely outdated and below their expectations. Embrace the change and move on.


not quite sure about this:/ one of those things thats been playing on my mind.