you in your keds and bangles
sand in your ears
your hair, a long sea tangle
freckles and paint cover your arms
your room is a mess but your heart is clean
your bag is always packed with your specials and moneys
you never save a penny
you used to want what they told you to desire, to marry, to feel, to acquire.
Fuck it.
You’re a lone wolf today.
Live for good love, good people, good stories, good music, good views.
Sometimes it is lonely, but with everyday that passes I feel more and more alive.