Just drive...

I want to just drive, not stop. Keep going till I can’t anymore. Get a van, fill it with little things I’ll need and a mattress, get a play list and I’d be all set. I hate life sometimes, I hate how I am. I’m meant to be free. I can’t be tied down, in one place. It’s just not meant to happen that way. I need to leave. I feel trapped. I always feel trapped. Even when I’m clearly not. I want to do what I want to do, when I want to do it. I don’t want anyone telling me how to act, what to wear, how to feel. That’s not how it should be.


I want to see things, feel things, be things. Always. I need adventure and life to be within arms reach. I need to go.

I want to be able to scream, think, cry, sing by myself as I drive.