in a dream i was a werewolf

by Rachel Lynch in


Maybe the wild child ran her mouth off a little too much, but she will not be accountable for what comes out. I'm running around, staying ahead to know what I'm fighting for. Part of me will not let you come out of this forest first.

To hell with it, I'm going to shake you off. Get up onto my wild wolf and ride off into the sunset with no regrets. Knock me off and shoot me down, I'm still an animal standing against time. We're not here to have nice, quiet, undisturbed lives. We are here to be tested, to overcome and to grow.

You're not wild enough for this western. Darling, I'll leave and you won't come along. Give me a reason to stay.