Free
How terribly difficult to be.
As if I am real, this world a dream.
I am alright, or at least I think,
These days it’s hard to tell or feel.
As it seems I float on time.
Some walked on water,
I walk within my mind,
After all the weight I’ve had to carry,
perhaps a greater stride.
Perhaps, I now display some pride,
either way I feel alright.
I woke one day and stood to find,
the brightest smile, that’s ever shined.
It is a work of art,
warming at a world apart,
melting down my frozen heart,
I stand in awe, that’s just the start.
For I rise to my feet,
no longer down in defeat,
I am here, though beat,
to be a better me.
So one day when she wills to see,
she will find a blooming tree.
As I’ve been cut down many times before,
but now again I am free.
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