I am an evasive soul; I travel alone.
Be careful of what you say, for I’d run away without a second thoughts.
My heart is squirmihsh - I don’t like to be tamed.
Respect and morals go along way with me.
But in the end my insanity reigns.
My life is a metamorphis;
never staying the same.
I go through block-phases;
sometimes I am this detached vicious shadow lurking alone,
sometimes I am a sunny burst of energy ricocheting from all directions,
but I am always me.
I want to breathe the whole world in at once,
I want to be able to fall on the ground
and know that it doesnt really matter if my jeans stain green;
i’m on an adventure.
i want to live life completely detatched from normality.
I want to smile when they tell me i’m deranged
I want to laugh when they tell me to come back down to earth
because what I see is so much more fulfilling