I want to join the wilderness
where the trees watch but don't talk back,
where the water shows your reflection,
but doesn't point back and laugh.

I want to join the free
where the hills are at your mercy,
where the wind encases you,
but doesn't knock you down.

I want to join the primal,
where you can be what you want to be,
where the night can be your guide,
and the forest can be your sea.

I want to be anywhere but here,
the place you can't see clear,
through the abundant amount of tears,
that fall without my say.

I want to slither into the dark,
where no one will find me,
and I don't have to be
the perfect everyone wants to see.