I see people everyday in New York.
Each and everyone one of them has a story.
Business suits rushing to get to a meeting.
Construction workers drilling away.
Cross guards whistling away.
Journalists typing away.
Police officers standing watch.
Then I see little kids sitting in their seats on the train.
I wonder if the people working around them inspire them.
I wonder if me being a student inspires them to stay in school.
Like they said, dream big in a concrete jungle.