You never had so much power,
have you?
You never once thought of misusing it,
or did you?
For all I ever saw, was just plain you,
and because of this, it has affected
the way i think, and the things i do.
We have come so far now, but I'm longing to see.
maybe it's time for me to be free.
I love you, you complete me,
you already see, I am you
and you are me.
Now it seems that you pull on these strings,
and do this without any doubt,
that i won't cringe, scream, or shout.
Something is calling, it won't let me be
Maybe it's time for me to be free.
My photo bucket is filled to the brim,
with scraps of memories, time's I've been in.
Still, a tear from that time never washed away,
You know it,
I know,
In the end, i guess it's ok.
I find it so hard, when your not next to me,
Maybe i would regret it, if i was free.
