Never had a failed or passing attempt.
Unique answers to specific questions within it's own world.
Never or less,it will be there to stand tall.
No matter how old.
No matter how the outside changes the inside will always stay the same.
It may be plain or abstract depending on the point of view,but it will always stay the same.
Though the front lawn as anyone can see can be.
Grace of a front lawn,stucco sophisticate.
All glitters stuck in the surface.
Sheet shocks sense into reflection.
Wood sliced into beam better becomes the forest.
The city is forever changing,until we are unable to keep up with it ourselves.
Can we just realize this change before it becomes out of hand.
Until we finally can't realize ourselves anymore and why we stand.
Soon we'll never stay the same.
Where nothing will mean it's name.