Freedom
I want to be free and no longer here; In this vile world full of nothing but fear.
I don't want to be in this treacherous world. I want to be free somewhere I can be
just me. Without society teeing me who I can and can't be. I can hear the wind and it's calling me
saying it's my time and it's very convincing and inspiring. It's so motivational. It's words are
very inspiring. I can hear it it's getting louder. I lay back on the oceans shore
imaging the beauty of being free, away from worldly problems with galore.
But sadly in awakened by the sea. To watch the sun set and realize
I'm tapped there's no
escaping my destiny.
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