I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me I had a chameleon soul.
No moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality.
Just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean.
And if I said that didn't plan for it to turn out this way,
I'd be lying because I was born to be the other woman.
I belonged to no one who belonged to everyone, who had nothing,
who wanted everything with a fire for every experience
and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk about,
and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.
ride