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My hometown streets seem so old

Run down buildings like me becoming old

Grey metropolis shadows everywhere

If I didn’t know these streets I’d be scared

Desperate lonely homeless people living on the street

Cheap fast food outlets to sate peoples needs

Shouts and screams and the sound of sirens

Cars passing by wither lights on

Its raining and murky which reflects this sad place

Even the park where the kids play and skate

Have been taken over by drugs and crime

This is a terrible reflection and a sign of the times

That society here has become so bleak

Young kids out last on the street wreaking havoc

When did things go so wrong

Any kind of hope seems to be forlorn.