maybe it's just me
but if feels like
everyone around me
wants to keep their feet
set firmly on the ground,
no, my friends
my heart will not content to be
so still, without the heat
of a wandering legacy
maybe it's my importance complexion
an arrogance to prove
that I am not like the rest
or to say I have done it
with strife and memories upon hill
yet I refuse to think true
that I cannot touch the stars
which have shone with brilliance
what can I say to myself
if I never tried,
it's my bountiful ignorance
which I have yet to cure
from my mind