Untitled yet again

Tall buildings and big dreams,
Wild camels to clear streams,
A backup plan in front of me,
A plan of action behind this sheet.
Fancy shoes and clear cuts,
Clear roads but afraid of,
Standing tall in front of trees,
Kneeling down in front tall walls.
Black ink and a chilly wind,
Month of July, summer is in,
Lady in black with gold jewels,
Man in white with a dark soul.
Looking across in brown shades,
Waiting for the moment to get laid,
A cigarette butt is on the ground,
A lady's butt in front of the crowd.
No purpose but a twisted mind,
Look in front, look behind,
Another moment passes by,
She doesn't live, she doesn't die.
A yellow sheet with blue lines,
A red one, on the side,
This margin tells me I'm on the other end,
A shot at freedom, yet denied.