Still the Same
Look at me...I thought I was free..
Free from things that tie you to me
I don't know how to release myself
from where I don't need to be.
I thought I could break away..
The strength was in my hand
Courage was in my pocket
For me to possess my land.
But, I'm where I was before..
Tho' I tried so hard to rearrange
I don't know how to release myself
Nothing for me has changed.
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