When Freedom Is But a Dream
As I gaze at the pale blue sky
I can't help but wonder why
Whenever we wish for something the most
This is what becomes ever hopelessly lost.
For when I, for my freedom and liberty, dream
And suddenly the stars seem to lose their gleam.
And because I am forbidden to cry
I choke back my tears and heavily sigh.
Into the blue ocean, my dream was tossed
This I mull over, my eyes with tears are glossed.
In my heart, loneliness and misery are a true team
A heart - mine - breaks, because freedom in but a dream.
Copyright © Fm Rt | Year Posted 2017
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