Free
I am more than just the voices in my head
I can only do so much before the light turns red.
I am more than just the forced smile on my face
I am no longer my own disgrace.
I am now the leader in my life
Living my days not only through a device.
I know my worth and live for me
I am out of my head and finally free.
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