City of Angels 🖤

The hustle is real, the grind, relentless,

In a city where dreams are often dissmed with

The struggle for respect, for a name,

In neighborhoods marked by pain and shame.

Graffiti on the walls, stories untold,

In every crack, a dream that’s bold.

The smell of fresh air,

Mixed with the scent of despair,

But also of resilience, a will to repair.