Sometimes I think of running away,
and never coming back.
Would I be able to see what I could gain,
instead of always seeing what I lack.
The future could be filled with happiness,
instead of an overwhelming amount of fear and doubt.
I'll finally be able to understand
what the past was all about.
Possibilities would be endless.
Not filled with boundaries and gates.
I could spread my wings and fly away.
Taking myself to different heights.
I could be myself.
I could be free.
I could be all the things,
I never thought I could be.