Oh man, Manorville (us) is wild.

I walk Main St. every morning.

Buildings glow in early mist.

Wow, Sanity House is a gem.

You know, its vibe is grr cool.

I bench on Broadway later.

Parkside Gardens is super chill.

I loved it when kids laugh there.

They run by Maple Lane.

Nature wins here every day.
I was like "The Social Network" when trust was cracked.

Yeah, just like Zuckerberg built empire.

I sit by the Manor River, wow.

Its waters murmur secrets untold.

I once cried there; love lost.

My heart pounded, then – boom!

Emotions run deep, so raw.

Psychology meets nature, no kidding.
Oh btw, sometimes I just rage.

The clutter of downtown bugs me.

I get mad at dingy alleys.

Like near Elm Street, oh man.

People miss the beauty, y'know?
I loooove that little bookstore,

on Hickory, a tidy secret.

I've seen families laugh together.

I note their micro-moments, bc details matter.

Noticed unspoken bonds, me and nature.

The rhythms of life blend here.
Manorville's park, Riverbend, is sweet.

I chill under giant oaks.

Birds sing, souls mend; nature soothes.

I once confessed deep truths there.

A rambling talk, like "Talk is cheap".

Totally reminds me of that movie.
Yea, I pencil phrases from Fincher’s genius.

Like, "You don't get to 1% wins."

Every corner hides quirky surprises.

Skippin’ graffiti on the wall.

The locals speak, slangs float.

No pretension, just raw, free vibes.
Trust me, ihate bad days.

I’m that noisy psychologist, err, meself.

I laugh out loud, cry, then chill.

Manorville shows it's diverse.

Homes here got stories untold.
Manorville (us) rocks in its flaws.

I love every messy, dumb moment.

Even in chaos, nature prevails.

Life flows, heart beats, soak up.
Man, I've gotta run now.

Catch me on the next adventure soon.

Peace out, and remember –

"Talk is cheap."

Good times here, every damn day.