(This is both here and in my poetry book. Because.... Meh....)

this is from Kea's point of view.....

Across the roads I will travel.
Throughout life here and there.
And though many a stranger I've met,
Reveal myself I will not dare.

Past fields and forest glades I wander.
Through and over hardened stone.
Over mountains and across the water.
It's all I've ever known.

A soft life is not for me,
I've seen the things it does.
Indifference is my gift to the world.
My answer's always "just because."

Reflections are my downfall.
Look at me, my garnet eyes.
What is color? What is hue?
If nothing but a compromise.

They say it's wondrous. They say it's grand.
Tch, not from my point of view.
It's all a lie. A scheme.
But of course, that's nothing new...

If you could live the life I have,
Time and time again,
You still wouldn't know
Of all the places that I've been.

Life's a cheat, I know that much.
It's a lonely road, the one I walk,
But I wouldn't change a single thing.
Though many a time I stand and balk.

Freedom is not what I desire.
Nor friends, kindness, or family.
Soaring above clouds is where my heart is home.
I only wish someone could see...

To me a settled home is nothing.
My place is both up high and down below.
My mind could never have imagined this,
I learned it all so long ago....

Hope is for the weak, it brings sorrow.
Sorrow mimics nothing but the rain.
I wonder, is there hope left in me?
All I can feel is the pain....

But cry for me and I'll hunt you down.
To put you in your place.
As I said it happened long ago,
And that's a fact I'll have to face......