This is about a girl who left her home to find herself in places she knew she could never be found

A walking calamity

Inside of her is a wild thing a dying thing

She was a foster child.

Her house was never home but she called it that anyway cuz when her childhood tasted like slammed doors and police sirens speeding the block she had to dream of a new reality.

Contrary to popular belief the drug lords were not her friends and no she did not steal for fun.

When you don't have a mother to teach you to be strong and the only parent gaurdian she ever knew never showed her that weakness and was gone

She was stuck somewhere in the middle.

So yes, this is about a girl who left her home to find herself in places she knew she could never be found.