Free
Often I wonder why me? So many others get to be free, Is there a reason I just cant see? They get to decide my fate, Guess what your way to late, All this alone I did not create, With judging eyes there is no doubt, There is no way he can be out, Looks not words is how they shout, My story they listen eyes and mouth open wide, Through shock and terror they easily decide, For their sakes they cant let me outside, So locked away I will hide, Thinking that I must abide, Someday on freedoms wings I will ride, Forgetting the days I have cried
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