The Inner Workings of a Happy Girl

Someday

Someday.

Someday I'll grow up and leave this slow little town.

I'll make money, and I'll see things.

I'll fall in love.

And then out.

I'll influence people and they'll influence me back.

I'll leave, and people will forget me.

Maybe I'll change my hair color, and meet new people.

I'll drift in and out, touching everyone and no one at the same time.

I'll be sad sometimes, and lonely sometimes.

And inspired sometimes, and dejected sometimes.

And I'll hope that one day, I will be able to make sense of life somewhere in my scattered brain.

Someday.