I need to run free by myself, breathe in the air.

And realise the only person that I can truly be myself around and trust the most is me.

I need those wings or maybe that jetpack backpack which I dream ever so of possessing and lift off to infinity and beyond.

I just need to get away, just for awhile.

Carnal instincts seems to make the most sense right now. I wanna be completely swallowed by my own selfish desires. Just for now.