Freedom of Skies

by Stephanie   Dec 20, 2008


I want my heart to touch the sky,
I want to see the whole world pass by
Freedom is my wish, freedom is my goal,
That feeds my inner soul

Break free from these heavy chains,
That's made of sorrow, grief, and pain
Prison made of jealousy, sin and hate
Freedom,
The key to my horrid crate

For without freedom, I can not say,
My silence is the price I pay
Sit back and watch the abuse,
I try to help, but what's the use?

Freedom is all I ask,
Even though the journey is a difficult task
But it's worth it, cause I know it'll pass
And I can say I'm free at last!

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