Free Me
Free Me
Sitting here in a
dark room
filled with lies,
and battered famly ties.
That bring so much
hatred throuh these
broken down eyes.
Filling the pain wash over me.
Like the nile river
a sheet of grief placed over me.
Trying to look
beyond the window.
Placed inside of me .
Portraying the truth of
what they really see.
Wearing name brands and fake tans.
begging,
trying,
pleading,
to be anyone of the things they
see in me.
Trying hard swiming fast,
breaking down every glass.
Hoping to shatter past,
of broken homes always alone.
Staying in a grave of deppression
beyond belief,
but as I step on to my
thrown and the worl hears my song.
I finally feel free
maybe one day free enough
to be me.
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