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Not Any More

I literally do not have it in me

By BrenPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
Melbourne City, Victoria Australia - a hillside a hundred yards down my street 2021

you can't make me go back to the city

there's nothing there for me

i don't want to go back to the city

i enjoy not being there; actuaLLY

you can't make me go i dig in my heels

fuck you no way man

i'm not gonna go i dig in my heels

fuck you no way man

you can't make me go

cause there's nothing there for me

i'm not giving up this serenity

not for all the nine to five

not for all the gravy train rides

that’s just an insistent

persistent existence

it’s a living yeah but it’s not alive

if i wanted to be a zombie

i’d have a government job

i’d give the nothing i have

…all of it

so there’s nothing in the city for me

and nothing there for you

it’s a trap inside a silly game

makes you stressed leaves you blue

nothing there for you

nothing there for me

and the nothing from this nothing

is even less but you cant see

that’s why it takes fifty minutes

to get into town on the train

so you’ve got all that time

to get off at a prior stop

i don’t wanna go back to the city

i need the sky above me not concrete

i don't wanna go back to the city

i need the birds and i need the trees

i don't wanna go back to the city

i need the suburban calm this ease

i aint ever going back there for anyone

yeah nah

not any more

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About the Creator

Bren

“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me

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    Written by Bren