Gone but Found

Being outside those walls is an interesting feeling. I haven't been gone for too long, but it's a completely different world out here. Luckily I found somewhere that I can be safe and I don't have to worry too much about what happens during the night time. I should have stopped running in circles years ago.  I should have left those walls sooner.  Maybe this way I will be able to be found.  I can feel normal.  I can be me.  I don't have to be Alexandria anymore.   

Although, I'm not completely sure on what to call myself right now; but for now, that doesn't matter.  There is no one around me to call me by a name.  It's just me and the things around me.  Maybe I can just call myself 'A'.  Nothing special.  Nothing extraordinary.  I'm just A.

It's kind of funny.  Now that I am out here, I keep thinking how different it is.  How I really didn't know anything while I was living inside of those walls.  I mean, I left the place, but it was always with them.  I never left alone, almost like they were scared that I would get lost.... That I would never come back.   That they would never see me again.....  But now I am here.  Alone.  I haven't felt more found.... I think I am on to something.  I am finding something, I am slowly finding myself.  And now I have all the time in the world to be able to continue to search.  And one day I will be found!  

So I may be gone, but in a way, I feel like I've been found.