freedom

  Today there will be no cheer, 
For in my soul hides the fear. 
My eye drops a tear, 
As I feel my happiness disappear. 
I feel like I'm lacking a neccession, 
But the fact is I'm just ill with depression. 
  Is this how its suppose to be? 
Aren't I suppose to be free? 
Or can I no longer see,the world in its form of reality? 
   With so many problems I forgot to mension, 
I pray to God to help me clear this tension, 
As I forget the past and pay attention 
To the future in order to turn over a new leaf. 
To hold absolutely no grief, 
To enjoy my wealth without ever being called a thief. 
No war not a single bomb, 
All will be well for I will have my freedom.