Unanchored Spirit
Sometimes I feel the urge to flee,
Not knowing how, or where — just free.
Don't think me sad or cast in gloom,
I'm quite the happy soul, assume.
Yet happiness is not my sole desire,
I'm grateful, yet my heart aspires.
This place where my body does...
Not knowing how, or where — just free.
Don't think me sad or cast in gloom,
I'm quite the happy soul, assume.
Yet happiness is not my sole desire,
I'm grateful, yet my heart aspires.
This place where my body does...