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I have been here for long Since I was young Surrounded by people I love dearly But now I want to wonder freely We've been trapped in this box Although no one sees it that way but me There are no...
I was told you were looking for me. Searching through the trees. Hoping to find me. Waiting to see me. Little did you know I was gone. I had fled. Ran. The fear took over me. I'm a runaway.
I stand outside in the pouring rain, Dancing till I'm soaked, The rain so heavy round my face, It looks like I am cloaked.
Choose your destiny Choose your fate. Choose your power Open the gates. The gates to freedom, The gates to choice. The gates to justice, And speaking your own voice.
Faithless... Under pressure of a god so faceless. Expected to walk in his shoes, dissapointed tuts, This is my faith i'm starting to loose.
I wonder all the time I'm awake. When and where I'll ever get that break. To travel freely to where no man has been. To look in wonderment at what's never seen. I ll sit alone on a rock somewhere.
What am I doing HERE. What is my purpose. After several years i've somehow made my way into a hole. I try to escape by speaking up but as soon as i do they push me right back in.
I can see within my mind. A way for us to leave behind. The stench decay and daily grind. Come with me and stand on ledge. Tiptoe gently to the edge. Take the leap, a solemn pledge.
The day has left a bitter taste, I feel like some has gone to waste. I suggested that we go out to town, It kills a part of me to you decline and frown. What is it that scares you about me being...
For that which I am guilty of let me be my only judge,. For freedom is a sinner dressed in many forms,. And I cannot be justified by words that you behold,.
Shivers tingle up my spine, I'm driving way past closing time. It's midnight in this vast county, I'm driving through the rural bounty.
When all of our dreams Fade into reality What do we have. If everyone stopped To listen to the truth Would we all go mad.
One day I want to wake up. Away from here. Seeing the sun rise up. And the ocean so clear. I want to feel the sand. I want to hear the silence. I want to be away in miles.
Caged in society, but can't break my soul,. They can't break my mind I'm in nobody's control,. It's society that provokes things like brutal homicide,. Planting there visions for you to die inside,.
Suround me. free me, from this dreadfull place we call home. take me away so I have no need for this poem. Lets run and hide. Escape this horrible ride. Of life. Not a knife.