Oh, Recovering Gypsy…
Oh, the wanderlust… It calls to me so strongly, The adventure, the unknown, The never-ending longing. Oh, the strange belief… Belief that it could happen, Possibility abounds, Imagination, my haven. Oh, reality… Where dreams become mere fables, An unwanted nemesis, Like wire stripped from the cables. Oh, the travesty… Of butterfly wings turned dust. Hypocrisy, …