I’ve been a city girl since birth.
I could never farm or hunt or herd,
I probably couldn’t even surf.
In every way, I was raised in the city.
My brain was practically one itself.
Look to my city, the one in my mind,
look at the chaos that unfolds,
as I get trapped in a warped time.
There’s way too much thoughts,
jumbled as smog in the sky.
Overthinking is only one problem,
in the city that lives...