Palm trees in the city.
Bad hair, looking shady.
Making such a wet scene under your eyes.
Don't blink: not a thought there.
Empty, worn blank stare.
Don't blink, because you don't care.
You should be scared.
oOOoOOoOOo.
Palm trees in the city
sweating in the deep heat,
making such a big scene.
You should go home.
"You don't belong here."
"Your face looks wrong here."
I don't belong here.