before you ask which way to go, remember where you've been.

it's 2 am. so I'm writing. that's what usually happens at 2 am.
this is a "poem"
aka-a jumbling of lines running through my head that kind of make sense
enjoy?


The bright city lights keep this in focus
The dreams you dream are near.
The ground is spinning.
All this madness is keeping you anxious
Keeping you excited
Keeping you down, bringing you up.
This world is turning, you're getting sick.
You need to do this, you need to succeed.
Take a moment, get your footing.
Breathe for a second, it'll turn out alright.
You've got big city dreams and small town roots.
I know you need this, this dream to live.
The yearning to break out is overwhelming you
Believe me kid, i can see that truth in your eyes.
But hold your tongue a little longer,
Sit up a little bit straighter,
It will all unfold as it should.
So keep you're head up, smile that boyish smile.
Keep that gentleman swagger of confidence, and the heart of a child.
So look at me kid, i can see it in your face.
This sugar coated town is making you cringe.
Just bear it a little longer,
You'll make it out alright.
Don't let the city lights fade out.



-Lyndsey.