Echos

Echoes

Echoes of the past
I Can Clearly See
Bouncing Here and There
Longing to Be Free.

Imprisoned in My Mind,
Not Always Quite in View,
But Always There for Me
To Help Decide the Things I Do.

I've Lived Awhile, You See,
And Made Mistakes along the Way
But I've Learned a Thing or Two
And I've Nothing Left to Pay.

It's Time to Do Some Things,
And Do Them Just for Me
I Don't Mean to Feel Selfish
But I Need to Be Set Free

Maybe There's Still Time
I'm Not Too Sure I Know,
But I'd like to Be Just Me..
Once Before I Go.

Connie Moore
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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