Flawless,
seamless,
the uselessness.

Boomeranging.
Rummaging
the fossilisation.

Static.

Willingness?

Some days I want to be a wild horse
or a gypsy wild and free
Don't put any fence around me
Who would want to tame this
Heart of wild
I just want to be somewhere
Anywhere just not confined

Other days I want to build a house
Build me a home
Build my life around my kids and spouse
Sometimes I can follow the direction of the reins
Even if they do feel like chains
I want to give my all
I am just so scared to answer the call

It seems I want to have my cake
and to eat it too
Its like I have double lives  ~ What am I to do
I want my freedom and I want his time
Cannot divulge all the darkness in my mind
There is beauty in imperfection
and order in the unruliness
I am a walking contradiction
Yes I'm somewhat of a mess
Words rhythm and movement are what I live for
and I can sometimes give up the control
I do what feels right to me
Cause there's a gypsy living in my soul

Some times you have to confine yourself against will

Lot of times I feel like am a free bird

I wish I have my own wings

There comes the reality

Which has always a plan for me

To obey, the orders it has for me

Tying me to destiny

Nonetheless, I am not always a puppet

When I realize everything is an illusion or maya

I walk towards what my heart sings for

A dream is always my best friend were

I don't have limitations

To achieve such dreams is my journey !!!