Nothing but The Lonely Wind

It must have been atleast 75 degrees and boy did it feel good. Of course there was a cold heavy wind which made the weather feel 100 percent  more enjoyable. So I sat outside trying to escape the noise from withen my uncles lovely old styled house, but to my misfortune this wasn't always a quiet neighborhood. Brick roads that were busy leading into downtown and less-respectable inhabitants were at play. Their loud mouths and behaviors caused a simple laugh, but soon they would drive away in their fancy cars; a poor mans rich car one could say. Anyway I began to contemplate why I was even here? Why it was my mother. She dumped me off once again to be in peace with another man that she thought was different than the rest. This is where I got my hatred for men, they would always leave but then again my mom was never the type to keep a man, she was too "independent". As time passed I soon found myself returning to the noise of my uncles house, it was all I had now.