Confined, small spaces
I’m screaming to let go
Neat and tidy
Everything in a row
I want to be free, wild
A mess in all eyes
A young girl untamed
A rough ride
A tough soul
Hold on, don’t fall behind, catch up
Adrenaline pumping, the crave of a rush
Soft whispers in tangled covers
Or laughs muffled as we escape danger
I want to do it all, and be everything
No more boring scenes
An intriguing life and calm mind
Quiet, sensitive, always a surprise
Written by Tammy Lee
February 3, 2005