I am Bohemian

I am a flower Child
I am a free Spirit
Call me a Gypsy
Artist to the Unknown
In my line of work
I am considered Boss
My words cut Deep
My thoughts are Unorthodox
My life is
Unconventional
Eccentric
Sensational
I am......
Bohemian
Liberated Bohemian!

I'm slaying the dragon
Contemplating my words
Do I not have enough confidence
Just to go with the flow?
I think I'm self teaching
Nothing is written in stone
Need to let my expression be self healing
And overcome my accrue of words
I am climbing out my black hole
Tired of committing myself to this dark room
At the open door hands are reaching in
No longer alone, my soul is not doomed
The time is here
No show of fear
Reach for the clouds
Spread your wings and
Lay all your words upon
Deaf ears.......