#feelthesameway

I was in the winter of my life And the boy that I met along the road were my only summer. At night, I fell asleep with visions of myself Dancing and laughing and crying with him. Three years down the line of being on an endless world tour  And my memories of him were the only things that sustained me and my only real happy times. I was just a girl, not a very gorgeous one like the others, Who one had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet and writer- But upon an unfortunate series of events Saw those dreams  And divided like a millions stars in the night sky That I wished on over and over again - sparkling and broken. But I didn’t really mind because I knew That it takes getting everything  You ever wanted and then losing it To know what true freedom is. When the people I know and “care” for me Found out what I had been doing How I had been living and acting - they asked me why. But there’s no use in talking to people who have a home, They have no idea what it’s like to seek love and safety in other people, For home to be wherever you lie your head. I was always an unusual girl, My mother told me I had a chameleon soul. No moral compass positioning due north, no fixed personality. Just an inner indecisiveness  That was as wide and as wavering as the ocean. And if I said that I had planned  For it to turn out this way, I’d be lying - But I was born to be the other girl. I belong to no one - who belonged to everyone,  Who had nothing, who wanted everything With a fire for every experience  And an obsession for freedom That terrified me to the point I couldn’t even talk about - And pushed me to a nomadic point  Of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.