Running Away with the Gypsies

A poem about a girl running away with gypsies

They laugh and they smile, never thinking twice when I declare,
One day I'll run off with the gypsies

Little do they know that one day I'm going to
Disappearing in the dead of night, I'll leave them all behind
When I run away with the gypsies

They'll all wonder where I went
But never will they find:
The girl who always smiled but was really dead inside

I'll forget the stress of school, the pressure of perfection in my family
And forsake the boys and girls who led shallow lives.
When I run off with the gypsies I'll leave them all behind.

I'll dance far into the night, and never stay one place for long.
My habits will become wild and my spirit will be free
I'll forget all there was and never would be
When I run off with the gypsies

My money will be made in the streets
My home in the woods
Never one item or lover will be mine for long.

When I run away with the gypsies
No one will remember me
Never again will anyone see the girl who claimed
She was going to disappear forever
In the arms of the gypsies.

----Daylee W.------