Small Town, Big City girl?

I am a small town girl,

Living in a bursting big city

For the pace I'm used to is quite odd and bitty!

Why does everyone seem to be in such a hurry?

I won't say it's been easy trying to adjust in that hurry;

Everyone hesitant to have you catch up but no worries

Oh you want to meet me, small town girl?

With studded shoulders frail as mine,

Making naive dreams of a big town hero's tale

I can't say it's been so hard trying to adjust so far.

The other day, a homeless guy tried to stake my purse.

I can't recall how that didn't work out...

I still don't get why everyone is in a hurry.

But I'm picking up the pace as well as the laws.

It's all blurry but no worries

Every now and then my papa calls me

Noting that I sound differently;

"Do you miss your small town life?"

He would ask me as I would then ask me.

You see it's been a while I have been back there.

Now I live in a bursting big city with ease.

Or is it naivety deluding me that home could find me here?

Oh! How I sometimes miss the serenity that once was.

Yet what could have me drop out now?

These bursting big city rat type chases!

This one chance to find what this race is for!

So I must brace to make aces;

Making bigger dreams than a people could ever dream.

Maybe I will make one amongst them proud after all

My big city hustles of a small mounted beliefs

Unlearning ways of small town decrees like a relief

Blending into the ways of these hounds chasing cars like beef.

I walk in a hurry past faces now ever blurry

Small town, big city girl?

I am a small town girl, or once was.