Let me loose
Some days I have the need to escape the proper reality, the force of tolerance, and the expectations for manners. My wild side calls, as bad awakens my dreams with riskier times. Have I traveled to a better path, or has every interesting vibe in my body evaporated? I lay here bored, stale, craving penetration of deeper thoughts. Where is the electricity in life? Has my source of power failed? With time I've grown and matured, yet along the way have absorbed the blander parts of the environment. Let me our, let me yell at the top of my lungs, cuss like a sailor, and move my body in ways that make your temptations seem holographic. Yes I am a lady, but I want to uncross my legs, smoke my camel, and dance to an urban melody. Someone cone shake me from this state, before all the memories of crossing boundaries, withers away.