Seeking Freedom
She’s thorn between roses
Never did she refuses
She’s anybody you can see
Dress like a nobody.
Chain pulling her back,
All she heard was the ticking clock,
Having the treasure of unhappy,
All she screams is freedom- that’s what she wanted to see
She’s unhappy
All she wanted is what she cannot see
She cannot disagree
What others wanted her to be
Then the last tic of the clock
No one held her back,
All she see was darkness,
And the hope of wilderness
Now that she is brave
All she wanted is to leave
By hanging her self on the tree
Now she’s free-that’s what she wanted to be
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