Big City Thoughts
 
I imagine myself
standing there
at the doorstep of that
big gray grand city
and they're looking at me,
in all their beautiful glory
with smiles and
contentment because
they are with everyone they love.
and there I am
with frightened little girl eyes
in a big place
that just might swallow me whole.
it just might eat me.

By heyachristina

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