Gypsy Soul
I’ve always been a wanderer.
A gypsy with nothing
to care in the world.
Often I was misunderstood.
They say that I have a rebel blood.
But they don’t know the real me,
because I myself can’t even elaborate that.
Years ago I was a lost rebel..
now I am home.
My heart is at peace
and completely happy.
But I never regret
being a rebel.
This gypsy soul will forever
be in love with wandering.
Copyright © Ems Roche | Year Posted 2019
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