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Filled with Thoughts
I'm lost in a maze
wanting to get out
but I'm not free.
Bound by Pain and far away from luxury
knowing what I'm meant to be
Am I as a person who already has passed life or do you have more for me?
I wonder..
Oh I wonder sometimes
If only they can see the inside
then they would know
I'm not Free
But then again I think you know all things
so you must know me.
A maze I'm in is my imagnation
breaking the walls of my soul
as it crashes over me
I'm not Free
until I'm where I can breathe
and quiet my soul
Taking in the calming words from your abode.
Freedom was an echo
a small faint sound
calling me
Quietly It came and found me
