Alone before,
That part's not different.
Alone in a cage,
Versus alone in a jungle.
I want to survive it,
Feel the roughness on my feet.
Twist my way through the vines.
They won't choke me,
They'll free me.
I don't want your love anymore,
Don't need your love anymore.
Sorry if that sounds cold.
But it took a long time to get me here.
Sorry.
Just want a hand on me,
Who holds no authority.
Giving me the pleasure,
I've been wanting for so long.
I don't expect you to understand.
You are not me.
And I am not you.
Maybe you never knew me at all.


GenevieveHoskey
May, 2009