She wanted to burst into tears

But one shred of happiness

Stood in the way

She has never been that lost

But one little narrow alley

Was safely lit

She has never felt so wild

But one quick look

Was a reminder of belonging

Insecure, With a dash of security

Crazy, With little comon sense

Rebel, Without a solid cause

Free, With non binding limits

Sad, With a happy soul

Hesitant, With certain certainty

And in the midst of the chaos

The quick heartbeats

The laughter, screams

And occasional memories..

She danced

On a hot evening in May

And on that night.. It rained…


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