GYPSY WOMAN

I live in a box

With nary an opening to the world,

Shackled by my fears and doubts

Hemmed in by society's mores.

It's my lot to conform,

Do what I should do,

'twould ruffle a lot of feathers

If I didn't-

If the untrodden path I took!

But I am a gypsy woman

I let my spirit soar;

And roam unfettered nameless lands,

Swim uncharted shores.

None owns my mind but me

That I let run amok,

To find my technicolor world, lost

In the labyrinth of sepia tones.

In the midst of a mundane existence

It’s my dreams that set me free

To roam the world, to soar the skies-

At heart I'm a true gypsy!

MS