i want to apologize to myself 

believing i’m unable to make my dreams a reality

letting others convince me “no”

i am sorry i listened, ignoring

that my future is in my hands

i feel dull here, creativity 

nowhere to be found

nothing changes, everything holds a 

memory, the ones i wish i can get rid of 

mill creek, weidner rd, longwood dr,

i never want to pass them again, as i drive

heavily, gripping tighter on my wheel

as the sun blinds me through the frosty window

i yearn to wake up with the sun reflecting

off the sapphire lake, blinding the city lights 

a brand new face passes by

echos of drums bounce between 

a never ending sum of coffee shops 

awaiting to be tried

vast events that attract millions,

in the reach of my fingertips

my lungs fill with bliss

soul spills euphoria

i am the one living my future

as my heart belongs in the metropolis