Freedom Free From Myself

Why am I raped? Am I not good enough Am I a trash Why so messed up Why so childish When will I ever be a giraffe I want to be a lion Why can't I just be matured So young so confused I am a lost rat Wondering off the streets So powerful so eager I roam around the world I spread my wings like a eagle I fly Searching for a better tomorrow The immature has lowered it's wings and fell to the ground I am mature I am a youngster who just wants a better tomorrow The best for our country Because we are not free Freedom is just a concept I still respect those who fought for our freedom Even thou we disrespect them through our actions What does freedom actually mean to you? Does it mean doing whatever you want? I say to you rapists You have to free yourself from yourself Then you will feel the taste of freedom The sweet honey and milk of freedom Because now it's still sour and bitter to you cold hearted