The untented Kosmos my abode,
I pass, a wilful stranger:
My mistress still the open road
And the bright eyes of danger.

A girl likes to be crossed a little in love now and then.
It is something to think of

Romans 8: 28: And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.

When sorrow knocks at your door, tell it you're busy finding happiness.

I live my life progressing for nothing else but the best.

I yearn to make these scars disappear
And to forget about the past.
To throw away all of my fears
And to be happy at last.