a need to isolate like leaves that won't fallncommunal theft it's moving down it's colored reston brown nplanned in shadows nsuburban sprawl, cultureless, shameless, pull me backnni don't think i've ever seen na forest with so few trees nwhere roots are paved nnot praised nit's not safe nnwhere status is based on possession nthe culdesac built on hollow ground is lonely now nstand in shadows nwhere families aren't friends and marriage is bondless npull me back, nni don't think i've ever seen na forest with so few trees nwhere roots are paved nnot praisednit's not safe nnlooking back non all i've touched and seen nwhat's been left ingrained nto lack identitynremains nwhat will grow nnand if you reach you fail nto embrace thatni will challenge you nand your impatience nna need to repeat and take without need nwhite flight it's now soaring now nand it's looking down ncast no shadows, npure despair poverty is ruthlessnn