My Apartment
To the left of my apartment a baby is chronically crying.
To the right of my apartment a couple is arguing,
and above my apartment parents are disciplining their children.
Most living in such an environment might find this noise pollution annoying,
but I on the other hand find it quite entertaining.
Despite all of the continual audio chaos that surrounds me,
I find myself smiling and grateful for my life of solitary,
while silently thinking as I smirk, "Sure glad that's not me."
Copyright © Billy Thekidster | Year Posted 2022
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