Freedom

Only now do I see
An image of myself
Struggling, so bad to be free
It is a part of growing up they say
What’s here tomorrow may change its mind
And leave you just as quickly today
I have burned all my bridges
I have lived life on the edge
Looked into the eyes of the devil
But didn’t listen to what he said
I have no regrets for myself
Just life full of bad memories
I would rather leave on the highest shelf
So tonight I will light a candle
For the whole world to see
An image of from myself
Struggling, so bad to be free