“I am a lone wolf,

who ran away from her pack,

and left the safe shores

of societal norms.

Who refuses to find herself caught

in the sticky entangled webs

of conventional relationships

and a comfortable life.

At the slightest sign of commitment

she will bolt like lightening,

dashing away from those painful

unscripted snares and nooses.

For her life,

for her freedom,

for the excitement

of the unknown.

New landscapes discovered

and new souls encountered,

but she is wary and careful

not to let everyone too close.

Sometimes keeping her distance,

finding solace in her own company,

but all the while she is craving

to love and to be loved.

I left to try find,

the reasons for my silent pleads

whispering at me constantly

to leave, pack your things and go.

Forever on the run,

but to where? - she wonders.

“To places that make me feel alive,

to seek company that nourish my soul.”

Forever running away,

but from what? - she wonders.

"From fear of commitment

and love I feel I don't quite deserve."

Fleeting encounters which never fully root.

Familiar strangers who remain exactly that.

Scurrying through my youthful years,

feeling more lost than ever.

Fated to be forever alone? - she wonders,

and entertains the idea that

perhaps it’s not so bad after all.

“I’d hurt less people.”

Too volatile in her ways,

too wild to be tamed.

I am a lone wolf,

try tame me if you dare.”