The Free Me I See

Dark and depressing thats how they go

but not for me, I wish to be free

My soul is soaring,

I have made it.

My life has not ended, but just began.

There is no storm cloud, unless I wish to see one.

Thunder does not rumble and lighting does not strike.

I live free and happy,

Not dark and depressed.

I am me and I wish to always be the me

I want to be.

College beware, cause here I come

And I will not break.