Last night I dreamt of a city so big I couldn’t drive around the perimeter in a day. I dreamt of
buildings that touched the sky and at night were shining so bright they
illuminated our skin and made us glow like fireflies.
I’ve got adventure flowing through my veins and I have ever since I was
born. When I was younger I was always getting into trouble because
I was venturing too far from my mother’s eye.
I’ve got a heart aching to wander cities that are bigger than this claustrophobic town where I reside.
Can’t you see that I’m miserable, trying to breathe when this place is so tiny that it’s crushing my lungs?
This city that I dreamt of, it means something. You and I both know
it means I can’t be here any longer.
This curiosity is going to make my heart burst if I don’t leave anytime soon. Just know that
there are hundreds of cities calling my name, and
this one is only wanting me out.