This is what it feels like to be free.
Shackles broken, the chains now gone;
never again will I be enslaved, it’s time to move on.
Nothing to hold me back, now is the time to find me.
This burden I carry no more because,
this is what it feels like to be free.
No longer held down, as I search for a new me,
leaving it all behind, and abandoning a future that never was.
The past is the past, and I can never change that,
so I look to the future as I find a new me.
This is what it feels like to be free,
now that the past is something I’ll no longer combat .
This shell I’ve shed has revealed the new me,
now that I rise, everyone heed my call:
Hear me! We will rise and we will fall,
but always remember what it feels like to be free!