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The Life of a Teenager
I Will Be Free
The walls seem to be closing in
My existence has become a huge sin
Struggling for something to grab on to
Like a drowning man struggling for his breath
The light seems to be drifting farther every single day
The thing that feels near is darkness, and death.
Trudging on through the days and night
Like a chained bird restrained from its flight.
With a glimmer of hope in its heart it dreams,
That one day, soon,
I will fly,
I will be free...
My existence has become a huge sin
Struggling for something to grab on to
Like a drowning man struggling for his breath
The light seems to be drifting farther every single day
The thing that feels near is darkness, and death.
Trudging on through the days and night
Like a chained bird restrained from its flight.
With a glimmer of hope in its heart it dreams,
That one day, soon,
I will fly,
I will be free...
♠ ♠ ♠
i feel this way in my own home almost all the time.....