Caught

Do you ever feel like you just got caught

doing what you wanted

but what might look
odd to someone else ?

The longer I'm on this plane,

I feel like I am on my own.

Not being one to follow.

Always doing my thing.

Even at this age, which is old,

(just ask my bones)

I  feel the need to be.

Most of my life,

 I've been told what I should.

In the back of my head,

I knew that there was more.

Something else that I was meant.

I'm that gal who walks in the woods.

Looking at trees and up to the sky.

Seeing what most didn't notice.

In the end, I'll look like the quiet one.

 They'll say they didn't know me.

I was shy.

I was the outsider.

I'll know different.

I was just being me.

~ JC ~