By the bay
By the bay ,
Where I stand ,
Into a story that is just too bland ,
Waiting there all day .
By the bay ,
I can see myself swinging ,
Then i hear an false alarm ringing ,
What can I even say ?
By the way ,
Did you notice any change ?
It doesn't look strange .
A place where i would not like to stay
By the bay ,
Of san francisco ,
As bad as wesko ,
Waiting for another holiday .
By the bay ,
Turn up the radio ,
Capture this moment in a video ,
Not trying to act cliche.
YOU ARE READING
By the bay
PoetryIn the monotony of everyday life by the San Francisco bay, moments of introspection and unexpected disturbances unfold. "By the Bay" captures the essence of standing still while the world changes around you, blending routine with the longing for som...
