Free.

Free.
Yeah, free.
Worn out and overlooked,
Torn down and forgotten.
Beaten, bruised,
Stretched and framed.
Like the spine of a book,
Read too many times.

Free.
Yeah, free.
Nailed to a wall,
Left to rot.
Discarded on the ground,
There to be kicked and spit on.

Free.
Yeah, free.
Alone, loud, and helpless.
My voice broke those barriers.
Letting my feelings loose,
Raw, untamed, and dangerous.
Like a lion chained to a broken cage,
Desperate to get out.

Free.
Yeah, free.
Wild and crazy.
Ferocious and uncontrollable.
Hypnotizing and beautiful.
Mysterious and redundant.

Free.
Like a broken mirror,
Plastered to a wall,
Peeking into my very soul.

Free.
Like the stars,
Etched into the midnight sky,
An ostentatious map,
Waiting patiently,
To be truly discovered.

Freedom.
Like a fish in a bowl,
Free under the circumstances,
But still swimming in circles.

Freedom.
Painted in every eye.
Stained into every heart.
Left to those,
Who long to find it.

The people who love,
Who lust,
Who fight,
Who dream.
Free.
Yeah.
That's me.