Freedom
We all have wants
We all have needs
But what I can say is
I want to be free
I need to be free
Be who I want to be
Nothing standing In my way
Get the girls I want
Get the car I want
Get the house I want
But they all take money
But it's not the money I want
It's the freedom to make money
The freedom to be who you want to be
And live life without limits.
But sadly, I'm stuck in a place
A place where anything can happen
A rollercoaster
Called high school
My classmates want me bashed
Bashed like a hammer on a nail
Comatose
Put to sleep like a crazy dog
Never waking up
Six feet deep
They call me retarded
But my intelligence way exceeds 70
I'm destined for big things
But all my peers expect from me
Is to fail
Fail like a hobo
I can do great things
But I have to be free
To be me
Be free
Copyright © Tyrone Johnston | Year Posted 2010
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