We sit down
And so begins our city
We start our road map

Lay out houses
Big memories

We begin to build
And soon we find ourselves
Paving roads
Creating new buildings

But I begin to realize
You stick to main Streets
The second I turn down an alley
You guide me back to a main road

We cannot touch anything deeper
Then what lies on highways
And on interstates

Our conversation does not stray
From work and current events
You do not ask of home life
Nor even family relations
And never once have you
Ask about feelings

You ignore places
Filled with what's more interesting
Staying surface level
You don't dare peak into my sewers

Do you not care for...