The glittering lights in Vegas can never compare to home.
Now creeping into my mid-twenties,
the love I have for the Bay will never grow old.
I never usually take the time to swim in the midnight skies of the city
To inhale a glimpse of what I see my future self is doing
Where I'm going.
When I look at San Francisco from Treasure Island,
I compare it to the dark atmosphere around it.
I’ve found my true treasure.
I noticed how its city lights always outshine the stars like gravity just decided to let them drop in for a little while
Followed by cars turn into comets flying by one after the other
All together becoming its own galaxy on earth
Where when you reach high enough,
Dreams are closer than reality sitting on the clouds
And where reality is just a dream you woke up from.
Looking into eyes of a reflection that is mine,
still enough to see the colors street lights dance behind a hectic mind.
Always on the go,
but never losing that candle stick glitter
that sparked my motivation to pursue in everything I do.
I wanna wake up to a place I could call home.
Where rain dropped kissed glass-walls from my apartment separate my future self from the outside world.
Because from now on til then,
I know walking down the streets will never be easy.
There are strangers I knew most tying my bags of my mistakes to my ankles after I poured out my mind of regrets
making walking across the street a game of Frogger.
Keeping my head up was a struggle seeing my tears graffitied onto walls and antique windows transparent to the blank faces I hurt most.
I look down at the ground to try I avoid all of this
only to see every patched up mistake made fault on the sidewalk
From the many times I felt the earth shake under my soles
From the many times I was digging deep for what I thought was the jack pot
But only came out to be some cracked rock.
After very struggle, I wanna end the day to see the sun sit behind your broad silhouette
Because your shadows and mine are the only things that seem to listen to me
Secured within golden arms that stretches around
into safety zone
where my undeveloped rolls of ambitions
that were only photographed in a dream
have been finally been framed in a place I could call
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