Sweetness

All day I dream of an freedom. Belaboring through life like any marching. Carrying out my orders as a soldier would not questioning my superior. Dealing with all the curves in life trying to stay on my path. Everyday I think of breaking theses chains of expectations. Forever lusting for the embrace of true freedom. Growing up with only sips of freedom starving for more. How am I to not dream of the sweetness of freedom feeling careless and truly happy. I am just a young lady with a heart that yearn for something more in the world. Justified only by the restraints this world has formidable put on me. Kind of heart and open mind I am sometimes repressed by peep for they do not understand me or what other stand for. Longing for the day I can feel the warmth of freedom and not having a care in the world. Maybe freedom also longs for me. Never giving up on my hopes and dreams for the sweetness. On that day I shall be at peace have no pain and be able to be me through and through. Planning to one day run away from all the hate and escape to a paradise just made for me made by me. Quite is what I will hear and enjoy the soundness world and love every minute of it. Resting all day as my body can finally take a nap with no tensions of worry or of fear because I shall be safe. Sweetness is what I call it my sweetness of nirvana , my true freedom and carefree life that for now I can only visit when I dream.