Now I know to not look back. We all need a little trip in the past to remind us why we left it in the first place. Carrying Baggage doesn't build bridges it tears them down. The Lower East Side is ingrained in my very nature. My free spirit is in the bay area along with my unwanted one night stands. I stay silent, there's no use in fighting where to settle down. I was born a gypsy. All I know is that I want you know stand in front of me and tell me I am what you want. Tired of rejection and deception, wasting time on fools.
Ok that's what I wrote on the plane back to nyc on thanksgiving day. It was probably going to be a poem.