She was bored With so many of the people in her life, She knew them to the point where She didn’t want to know them at all. She had a taste of adventure Lingering on her lips and wanted more. But she didn’t now where To find it. She spent her time staring Up at the stars and Wishing that she might ne whisked away up Into their indigo home. She was an Angle In a white summer’s dress And she was ready to Fly.