I stood there,
on the stoop of what is and what could be.
One step, one ounce of determination,
and I could be there, in crimson and gray.
All I had to do was
This place I call home, I could be.
My life would be here, among the red brick buildings and the Statue of Three Lies.
I could travel the world with other driven people.
I could learn languages and cultures with friends and esteemed professors.
I could soar.
This is where my heart is, and I could be here.