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To See The Lights


Stay home, she says

I don't want to be lonely

 

But mom, I need to leave

I want to dream and sight see and be set free

 

My love, everything is here for you

What more could you need?

 

I want independence, I want truth

I want to make something of myself, 

Something of this youth

 

Ah, but my flower you give me strength 

Revive my soul when I am weak

I am your mother

Do you understand?

Do not ask to leave this house again

 

So I searched for a way out 

The mold I was pressed to fit in became a shell of chagrin

Wrapped around tight- I thought i'd never see the light

Oh, what should I choose?

The black and white world behind me or the twinkling abyss before me?

 

It winks at me, and I leap

Out from her grasp and into the deep

I cut of my hair, my former identity

My once-golden locks have found their key

 

From here I look up at the sun

It centers my world and kisses my cheeks 

I can do this, I say

I will dance around this straight line-

Even without a prince of mine

 
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