Release

out of my barred window i look out for the last time my name has been called for release i gather the things that are mine i'm leaving behind the smell the awful prison clothes the sad and gloomy faces they're just staring as i go the gate is unlocked for me and as i'm walking through i take one last look back then i'm led out by the screw i am overwhelmed by a feeling that i never knew i had filled with such high spirits from being unfortunate and sad released from obligation i am no longer bound freed from the restraint unrestricted i have found a condition of being contented as i step outside the gates leaving behind the realism my inevitable fate