To most people, I would simply say, "the weather"
Living in Sparks, Nevada, it is likely that, at one point,
You'll experience all four seasons in one day
And being as skinny as I am, the cold is not good.
To others, I might say, "new experiences"
I want fresh eyes to look through
And new adventures to have
But that's not the whole truth either.
Here it is. The real reason:
Living here has had its ups and down
But there is simply too much history
My memories are like the night sky
The good ones shine like the North Star
And help guide me through
The crashing waves of time
However, the dark ones are always there
Constantly threatening to crush me
As soon as I'm not looking
That's why I want, no NEED, to leave.
My night sky needs to give way to dawn.