Free

The thought of running

Is always held close

To my heart.

It keeps my head

Higher than I'd like,

If I'm honest.

I've dreamt of leaving

More times than I've breathed.

More times than the sun

Has passed this wretched sky

And smiled down like the things it sees

Will end up

Just fine.

And when I'm free I'm

With you.

I end up seeing

All those little things

That you can't see.

All the things that cause

Me to smile.

My emotion, my outlet.

My freedom, my choice.

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