Free

Can I start living already

Cause this bottle ain’t it

This 9-5 ain’t it

Sitting at a desk

Jumping in my seat 5 mins before

Cause I work from home, ain’t it

And the door outside

Don’t seem to know me no more

We’ve become estranged

And unlocking it don’t feel good no more

Can I start living?

I’d rather sit in a seat on a plane

Feeling like a Demi god

Soaring through the clouds

To a destination I wasn’t in yesterday

Feeling rain hit my skin

I used to see in my dreams

Tropical plants that create oxygen

I only breathed in the astral realm

Can I live?

Can I smile?

Can I feel something I never felt before

Shock my senses into bliss naturally

Stop creating this hiding place

That seems to be the best hit

I can tap into these days

Can I feel free?

Feel like the locks and chains of this world

No longer conform to me?

Can I just roll down the windows w/ the music up?

And forget what happened yesterday cause tomorrow’s gonna be a joy ride?

Why is this the norm?

The revolving door we jump like a merry go round

Knowing we can see the halls to success

But can’t seem to recalibrate the steps to get us there

Can I breathe…

Can I feel…

Can I be…

Anything but this melancholy misery…

I desperately need

New. Energy.