Freedom on a String

by monica   Feb 25, 2008


When i look into their eyes
i see no warmth, only cold
stinging mistrust
their fear of me disappearing,
has them constantly on guard
they watch my arms
for any sign of self inflicted pain
and every time they don't find a thing
i let myself hope that maybe,
they'll trust me with my life a little more.
but instead they turn and walk as far as they can get
they won't listen to my pleas
all i want is for them to let go
all i want is to be free

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