Soon to be Free
Why can't it be over?
Why can't it be done?
The stress always builds,
The tension never leaves.
I wish it was over,
I wish it was done.
To be able to relax,
To be able to be carefree.
It will soon be over,
It will soon be done.
I just need to be patient.
Then I will be free.
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