Nobody, nobody yeah, is listening to me,
Nobody, nobody yeah, is listening.
It's a city full of people, people on their own journeys,
Racing from each other for food, for money, for shelter,
& to fulfil the endless needs they discovered here.
Every face is telling its own story, Every soul carrying its own life.
Every face is unknown, every story is untold,
Welcome to the city of strangers,
Hope you have a great time.
Don't expect someone to be with you when you need it,
Don't expect a writer to write his book on your experiences,
Don't expect yourself to be noticed, this city is blind.
Nobody is listening, no matter how loud you cry.
Nobody, nobody yeah, is listening to me.
Nobody, nobody yeah, is listening.
Nobody, nobody yeah, is listening to me,
Nobody, nobody yeah, is listening.
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Hope you liked it,
Stay tuned!
~AdoreuDirection
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This World & Me
PoetrySharing words This book includes poems on thoughts, feelings, fiction & non-fiction, feeling of being in love & being loved, feeling of depression & anxiety, & above all, some poems of one direction, their solo careers & directioners. Appreciations...
