i’ve been travelling for years now
from kiss to another to kiss another kiss
to different beds and caffes
to flats and high-heels
my face covered in light make-up and some mascara;
i’ve travelled from men to boys and back to men
to fake words
i’ve travelled in and out of love
in and out of friendship;
i’ve tasted the sea and my tears
and i’ve digested pain-it wasn’t easy.
I’ve changed jobs and goals and dreams and music
i’ve been travelling for years now,
but I haven’t found truth yet.