Nature's Natural Inclination

The confined girl finally liberating through the fields

her bright smile shining in the distant, the words her mouth shields

her soul was chipping away as she lost herself in the panorama

she only allows her thoughts to escape in the dusk

that way only the owls who hoot can hear

at least they will listen she thought

no judgement allowed she told herself

you are your best self when you can be yourself

her skin molted into something breath-taking

even it took her some time to realize

this was the original plan she had been avoiding without noticing

I like being lost she thought that way I can't be found

This poem is about: 
Me

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