Bohemian Fashionista

Fashion, passion, a love for life,

a flair for peace & love & light,

a creative brain, an artistic eye,

with bohemian, hippie, & free-spirit sides

The Present

The Present

There are no words,
only sounds of silence ringing through my head.
There is no feeling,
just a lot of numbness and the feel of feeling dead.
There is no hope,
yet I know that it's to hope I'm clinging...
There is no future,
unless of course, it's the future I'm bringing.

Free-Spirit

I am what some might call
a bit of a... free-spirit.
I am not to be confined,
not to be constrained!
I am a troubled soul.
But one who encounters the world
with a view so pure and full of love,
that, it must make up for the faults!

I try to be as sensible as I can
but the world just doesn't make sense.
(It's too concerned with hate and pretense.)
But as I am alive; I am in peace;
and in the spirit of life I want to live!!
before I die.
So because of this... I am often ostracized?

I may be a free-spirit, and I may be a freak,

but I am who I am; 

I am love; I am me.

A free-spirit?

Yes. 

A free-spirit is what I am proud to be.