What is it?
is it something you go to the tore and buy
or do you order it on-line?
do you runaway to get it
or walk?
do you break hearts
or get yours broken to get it?
do you suffer
or get pleasure from it?
are you alone
or surrounded by others?
Freedom.......
I'm scared of it, yet its all i think about
its like I'm thirsty, but theres a drought
I'm hurting, but i cant bail
but how else can i exhale?
from all the pressure thats in my heart
it seems like all thats left is to part
its so hard to leave and be free
but thats what i need, to be me........
