It Is Free

There is an entity who is close enough to me to breath my air at times.  It is able to decide for itself, good or ill, what or who to be.  It is going the way of tiger tonight and booking its own airline flight.  It wants to find answers, to be on a quest for real.  I recommend a telepathic feel.  It sees the damage and is wondering what to fight, and if to make it right.  No romance in this endeavor whatsoever, thus little commonplace motivation.  It causes constant consternation.  It is of the east, and I am the north star.  Finding my edges is quite bizarre.  The edge of night is looming in the flight, but it is better than never having been right.  I told you what?  I said nothing at all.  Maybe that is the courage I have to present.  I keep my feelings heaven sent.  Sexual boundaries with many to have one with a penny.  Desire to be free is inside of me, but things need to change and, for now, people are far too strange.  I will not mock you.  Please do not mock me for my way to be.