Wanderers

I'm a wanderer but not a drifter and that thought is somewhat comforting.

To know that I'd live on the edge but am smart enough not to.

To know that my stillness is precautionary not bland.

To know that I sleep on one side of a large bed because I'll always have room for someone else's struggle to help carry.

It's comforting yet sometimes unsatisfying. I've always wanted that one jump just to know I've lived a little.

To push past the uncertainties and fly to be a normal teenage girl with a few reckless stories to pass on.

But I guess the world needs people like me to be the ones listening in awe rather than assumption.

~K.G.