Big City Chance

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Morning hour
The city awakens
My sights set to the sky
As the scrapers tower
Over me

I look stories up
Breathing in mantras
Not allowing
The steely structures
To intimidate me

Got my new suit on
Advice echoes
Through my mind

Give a firm handshake
But not too firm
Be confident
While humble

Show my knowledge
Yet be studious
Be eager
But not desperate

Be myself
Yet the best version

Ready, willing, and able
Taking a chance
On big city life

Elevator up the skyline
Above the bustle

My nerves shaky
With anticipation
My will of sturdy steel

Off to make my mark
Hopeful for this…
My big city chance.