I want to go to the places,
see sunrise and sunsets,
everything calm and orange,
only to those, I want to go to.
it's the basic, but I see awry of it.
in the name of self-discovery or exposure,
but I failed to get what I need,
lost myself into the lights, trains, and shopping,
yet my heart, it says only one thing, home.
where I was born, where I want to stay and where I should be.
but if an opportunity opens I will be here, on the train,
doing conventional things.
forgetting my only need.

so punch me for dreaming,
ignoring my will to pursue my need,
because I am too scared of so many unknowns.
and I will be here on the trains that I hate to take,
living the life I want to change.
leaning towards comfy, convenient and slowly towards strangling my need.
becoming cold and distant.