I’ve lived here my whole life; in these streets, in these walls. My friends and I would climb up these buildings; we would scale these stairs. When we were older we would jump from rooftop to rooftop; we were kids. As I grew older so did these streets. Its been ages since I’ve been here last and a tear forms in my eye; this is a place I no longer recognise.
These Streets by A Man Named Dan: Recognize