I want to be free
No matter the cost
Doesn't matter if I die
Doesn't matter if I get lost
At least I would be free
And there is no way I'm wrong
Because I want to be free
And I would take the results
Will I ever be free?
Or will I still be controlled
By things that I cannot see?
Will I ever be free?
I want to break free
No society, no rules
No socialism, no prisons
No president, no standard schools
If I could be free
I wouldn't mind the scars
At least I wouldn't be locked
By stupid laws and iron bars
I wish I was free
That no one would tell me what to do
I want to be free
What about you?
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Little Big Somethings
PoetryHighest rank: #15 in Snippets 02/12/2018 #36 in Poetry! 04/02/2017 Life is strange, I make it stranger. We need to enjoy the little things! They are big. Does this seem non-sense? Read the line before ;)
