FREEdom



I want to know what real freedom is. I want to taste it to know how it tastes like, I want to feel it to know how it feels like; at least for once I want to know what it is. When will the time in my life will come when I can do whatever I want. 

Yes I want to sing, but you gave me dancing rope
Yes I want to dance, but you gave me another hope


When will I start living my life the way I dream for? Is my life more yours than mine?

I was waiting for things to go my way
That moment never came and I went away
My entire life I waited for that moment, only to realize there was no such moment.



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