Two Sides Of Every Story

The A Train

I rides the A train everyday just to go an explore the different parts of the city, I knows where to get off and where to NEVER get off. There are parts of town I  wouldn't dare enter,  not because  i was scared and petrified to go, I  was just cautious, a lot of people are now a days. I  writes music she has a passion for it, you would never see me without a notebook, my song book, in my  hand. My heads always in my song book I feel like it keeps me out of a lot of trouble.
I'm sitting there and I'm focusing on trying to write my song:

123 it was always u and me
I was always by your side
I could never leave u be
By now u want her
Leaving me here in the dirt

I had just got over a bad breakup and its all I could ever think about
I dont love easy...
I don't were my heart on my sleeve I were it in a titanium crate deep someone in the darkest crevasse of my  body  somewhere no one could find it. The one person that I opened up my heart to broke it by cheating on me with my best friend -Well she was supposed to be my best friend. I guess not anymore, but there I was sitting on the A train. The train is so beautiful to me, i don't know  if you would understand but the graffiti and the noices that surrounded and was on the train was music to my ears. The graffiti bursting with color, with defined lines that told a different story to whoever looks at it.
The bus came to a stop, and someone walks in. I thought it was weird the way he walked in, maybe because he was the only person who came on the bus. He had a black hoodie, black gym shorts, and some perfect straight out of the store black huaraches. He looked very athletic, strong arms, and his calf muscles flexed and looked like the point of a triangle.  He sat down across from me and stared down at the floor I had wondered why he sat there but let it go when I remembered these are the only seat with clear windows, the only windows without graffiti on them. Suddenly I felt a tickle in my nose and I felt a sneeze coming. Like I had expected I had sneezed and he started to look up at me. For whatever reason I was scared, scared about how he would look at me, if he would secretly judge me, but when he looked up all I could see or feel was his chocolate skin and beautiful green eyes making my heart, in the titanium crate, skip a beat
I stared at him for a while until the train came to a halt.
He got up and said " I hope I see u around beautiful" and exited the train.

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I ride the A train every once in awhile but really this time I'm hiding from someone I'm not supposed to be seen till next month, I owe someone money and I won't have it till then.
The train finally comes and as I get on I see this beautiful beautiful girl. I dont know a lot of people see me as a player I've never seen her before. She must live on the other side of town, maybe where those filthy rich kids are at, maybe she one of us that got out and is living good. I was to focused on thinking about her I ain't realize I started walking closer and closer to her so instead of just standing there like a dummy I sat down. I kept my head down and my hood up. I kept it up so my durag ain't mess up my waves. I sat there and tried to work up the nerves to say something to her but I just couldnt. I mean i dont know why because talking to girls was my thing, maybe it because her head was buried in her book and I didn't wanna inturupt, or maybe that's just excuse. I looked up at the window to see if my stop was approaching and it was. I got up to exit the train and worked up the nerve to say "I hope I see you around beautiful" and walked out.
It wasn't a lie I wanna see her again, but I don't even know her name.
Anyway its time for me to get back to the house so I ain't seen by anyone so I ran home and lo led the door behind me. When I got there I grabbed my music book and was working and my rap
Beautiful skin
Beautiful mind
Hoping one day that I can make her mine
Her heads in the books
My heads in the clouds

Before I could finish I knocked out