when i look out windows

it's rather depressing as you drive by.
the desolate avenues and abandoned streets.
but as the light breaks through you see it's true nature.
the glass glitters and people come out.

but it's still so depressing.

the rain begins to fall.
and the damp streets humm with the low rhythm of the people.

the people that used to be happy.
but now stare isolated out of the windows that just yesterday were glittering.

the streets are simple.
the streets are bare.
the sun breaks through and you see the true nature.

a hidden place of wonder
where the trees shine and the streets shimmer.

a place so isolated and desolate.

that it's beautiful.