I wish I may, I wish I might.

Everyone has dreams, right? Dreams of something that has the potential to happen but that is totally going to take alot of drive and willpower. Well, as I have stated before, I like class. Class is so very important to me. Let me begin this by saying this is what I want, and I will get it, someway, somehow.

The city is where I want to be. I want to be one of the crowd for once in my life. I am so used to being the center of attention and being a leader; I think it's time to follow. I want to live in a city apartment, right in the big middle of a city. Somewhere big. New York City? Chicago? London? Pittsburgh? Atlanta? Houston? Las Vegas? I just want the city life. This city and state I'm in now, is leading me to nowhere. Louisiana has nothing for me. I am literally going no where that I want to be. I don't want to have to own a vehicle. I want to walk everywhere or ride a bicycle perhaps. I want to have little coffee shops and fashion fiestas right around the corner. I want snow. I want a place cold to where I can express myself through fashion. I want to see the city light skyline to where it keeps me awake all night long, until I can't help but fall asleep with a smile. I am just a small town girl, living with dreams of the big city. I want to be scared to walk home. I want to be able to see a different face everywhere that I go. I want the class of going to a city bar or club and being one of those social people in a city. Nobody knows your name, but it's that distinctive face they always remember that keeps coming back for more.

If you ever notice in the movies, how it usually always takes place in the city. Like, in coyote ugly, or RENT. That's the life I want. That's the city life I want to experience. Now, I'm not saying I will never come home, but I want to live there for a while. I want to have the city life experience. This country shit, gets old. I want a crammed apartment to where I'm always having to make ends meet. Is that crazy? Or is that passion?

I want a view of anything and everything God made in the city world. Lights, views, buildings, shops, wine, coffee, clothing, parks, everything. I want it all. I want the romance of a city life too. I just always see myself going to a big city and sitting at a bar and meeting my prince charming. I would almost die to have that actually happen. I want someone sophisticated and classy yet have that, dare I say, southern hospitality. The gleam in their eyes that say "Hey sweetheart, some back to my place." And it NOT mean sex. I want it to mean, "coffee and a movie". I want it to mean, "I want to give you the world along with everything this city offers. " I want to be yours. I want you to be mine. Are there people like that in the world? People who want the same thing?

I honestly want to move to a place where I know maybe one or two people, that's it. I want to start over and make a new impression on the pavements of a town. I'm tired of tracing the same old steps over and over and being told the same things everyday.

I want to enjoy the finer things in life. The things that many people can't experience. If you live in a big city, tell me, what would it take? I want to live in a world without bitterness. One with more passion. One with more memories.




The ashes flicker onto the stone cold steps underneath my feet,
my city stoop shows no sign of high tide to sweep under me.
The night sky holds me in it's cold passion oh so tightly,
I never want to leave this place or ever forget this sight.
The people passing don't even want to be noticed,
just walking quickly to the beat of their own artist.
The painting of the picture going on inside my head,
is like a seamstress swiftly sewing her thread.
The streetlights flicker and send me this message,
it's time to give up and give into this language.
The language of the city, the language of the pretty,
and so I set myself free from all my past misery.







"I wish I may, I wish I might...Have the wish I wish tonight..."



Comments

jiggins said…
The answer is always NO unless you ask.. so all you have to do - is ask:)It's all yours.
December 1, 2008 at 12:46 AM
Charli Henley said…
Hey girl! I like your poem. I especially like the image of the seamstress!

Keep wishing.

Cheers!
December 2, 2008 at 1:41 PM
Robot Nine said…
The city is where everyone wants to be and it can be Heaven or Hell. There is a large population of us here in Houston wishing we could move to the country, lol!
December 13, 2008 at 9:17 PM
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