The reds and oranges of the beautiful setting sun on the beach
All that's left is the waves crashing on the rocks
But one person is left walking along the shoreline
She has always gone her own way
Never has she followed the crowd.

She always has a camera around her neck
Constantly taking pictures
Everything from grains of sand to the beautiful architecture in the city
She doesn’t have the typical 9 to 5 job; her work is selling her photos on the beach

She lives life on her terms
She travels all over and sells her photos, her only income
Her photos give life to the smallest of things
Her photos tell her story, where she’s been, what she’s done, what she wants her life to be

She hasn’t changed much from high school
Still the same style, but her attitude has changed
She is happy with her life, very content
She doesn’t always have money to pay the bills but that makes her stronger
She does miss the “old days”
Just five years ago she was a senior in high school
Had a close group of friends but they don’t talk like they used to
She misses that, all the random conversations about nothing - just talking about anything.

High school for her was just going through the notions
She was a good student but she hated being in school
All she wanted was to be outside, all the time
Now she can be.

There’s nights were she stays on the beach all night
Just laying in the sand, listening to the waves crash on the shoreline,
Not caring what will happen tomorrow
She’s living the life she has always dreamed of
- On her terms.