🍁Life That Never Changes🍁
From every drag and puff of your cigarette,
You lay your tired body on a ragged bed.
Inside a small room, a table almost breaking from age,
A flickering light wrapped all around with cobwebs.
Your eyes deeper than the darkest night,
Your mind more chaotic than fights out on the street.
Your stomach eaten away by hunger and want,
Music loud enough to break glass — yet gentle to you, still.
From your tattered pocket (sorry, it’s better than a fine wallet),
Coins fall out, and you exhale smoke into the wind.
You work here, you work there — yet hunger always bites,
In the ashtray, countless smoked-out cigarettes lie.
Your house is falling apart, just like your hope, about to give way,
The sun will soon begin to rise.
Your neighbors are angry and full of hate,
Your endless music roars, too loud, too late.
Your whole life fits inside just one short story,
Nothing ever changes… nothing new in sight...©LanZhan 🌚✨05102026 安娜·梅·德拉·奇纳 안나 메이 델라 차이나...🇨🇳:1005:805:17
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