Where The Sidewalk Ends

   I live in a place
Unlike any other.
All the people are shady
As you will discover.
   This place has a name,
But to me it’s much more.
It’s where the sidewalk ends
Right are hells front door.
   The people are fucked,
They lie and they hurt.
Out of fear or of boredom,
I don’t know what’s worse.
   They talk straight out their ass
When all else fails.
To discredit and spite you
With their fabricated tales.
   They speak in many tongues,
But Swahili’s known best.
Done it all in record time
And currently learning the rest.
   Don’t try to argue,
It’s no use besides.
You’ll be wrong either way
In their ignorant minds.
   So if you come to this place,
It will drive you insane.
Drama Ville USA at it’s finest,
But hey, what’s in a name?