The suburbs are usually
The butt of people's jokes
And I get why
But if you get pass
The HOA
And the strict uniformity
And the dull cookie cutter houses
There's something nice
About the suburbs
And the little neighborhoods
Where everyone is friends
Sometimes having a uniform to life
Is nice
It's simple
And sure you can't stand out
But at least you know
What's expected
And how things work
The neighbors are usually nice
Neighborly, one might say
But they stick to their lawns
And I stick to mine
Just a wave will do
Or a nod
Don't want to do anything
Unexpected
Not here
Not in the suburbs
You stick to your house
Or backyard, or driveway, or lawn
You keep your hedges perfect
Not a single leaf or branch out of sorts
You measure your tree
Every few months
Making sure that no one harrasses you for
Biodiversity
Okay,
Maybe the suburbs should be the butt of jokes
Because of all this
It's craziness
What's even the point
Sometimes the uniformity is nice
Because having control over things
No matter how small
Can be nice
But what if I don't want to adhere to this neighborhood's rules
What if I want to
Break free
And do it my own way?