Vista....

I can see from afar. Everyone crowding near the place. Some of them jumping, some of them wailing. I just sit there, watching. Yes, this is one of my implicit writing that I think just for my pleasure. When I walk from one place to another, different place has a different vista. Then, I come into this unique place. The scene is quite disappointing but the people there treat me as one of them. They don't look at me as if I'm one of an alien coming from the outer space.
I don't know why people keep saying that the place is not nice, not beautiful but for me, beautiful is nothing. Inside more important than the outside. Even though there are not many people living there, still, the place is quite comfortable but the other place that is beautiful and lots of people living there give a very hectic life. I wonder......