Wild soul

I’d live in the city
Or the country,
If they could handle
The jungle in me.
I’d walk the seas
Or fly in the sky,
If I wasn’t held down
By gravity.
I’d run for the hills
Or climb the mountains,
Yet neither would let
This beast roam free.
No place is home
For a girl like me,
No place would accept
The creature in me.

K