Free

by will u pick me up when i fall?   Sep 21, 2004


The room is still,
total silence.
he waits.
The sound of yelling
draws near
He's controlling his fear.
He's getting impatient as
the pressure rises.
Shattering, Quacking
the walls tremble
only to resemble
the protective side of his anxiety.
There's no rules to live by
no rules,
no one,
no one to tell him what to do.
Don't hold back
be released and be
free
because that's something he'd
rather be.
Free.

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