it doesn't seem like how it looks.

Through the glass door,
windows.
Beautiful outside.
Seem tranquil,
looking from here.

Still I choose to stay in.
After all,
it doesn't seem like how it looks.
It doesn't seem like how it looks.

One step out the door,
everything's different.
People walk in fear,
bags are always held front and tight.
Just a small example.

How come?
Everything's so nice here,
but people live in prejudice?
No,
I don't know why at all.

What I know is,
I will enjoy this for a little while,
and leave it behind.

For another place,
not this beautiful seen through a glass door and windows,
but I will choose to step out the door.

It definitely doesn't seem like how it looks.