Free

You have your friends.
You have your family.
The love that meets no end.
The love that lets you be free.

I have my letters.
I have my phrases.
You think I'm better.
You think I'm worthy of appraise.

I would like to be like you.
You would die to be me.
You can't do the things you want to.
You don't feel free.

I can't help but to be me.
Speak my mind.
I have no friends, because I'm free.
I have no family, because I'm too far behind. 

You have your friends.
You have your family.
The ones who are there until the end.
The ones who think you are free.

I have nothing.
I have no one.
So, tell me, what do I bring?
That makes me free to everyone.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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