My Freedom

My freedom, is forever with me, all around me, because I choice, not to, limit myself, to what is seen, I walk in this world, but not the mind of this world, My freedom is mines, I know it's up to me, not another gives freedom, I already have it, I am set free from, I do not accept things less of, My freedom is wonderful, it's sweet & awesome, to know you are, Even if some do not  agree, to each their own limits to them selfs but my goals , my dreams, my reality, this life, this wisdom, this happiness, this protection, this is not the final home, things happen, but I'm yet, still free, Even if in bondage, or prisons, or chain, I , I alone, I'm free, My freedoms continully rings, all around myself, no one can lock you down, but yourselfs. In any pain, I shout for joy, in times of heartache, I reverse to Thanksgiving, the power to, the freedom to, I believe, & there's a power that's beyond the normal, I step outside that box, out side the covering & I glow, with power, I go on, & conquer, the things that come, as a arrow towards me, to lower me, or upset me, but to whom does not accept less. I do not, I am, & we are, the freedom is in your own hand, & so I write, My Freedom.  5/2015