Free At Last

I won’t believe there is something wrong with me

I’m running free, flying fast, driving recklessly

From a cage that wants to contain me

born to live a life so wild and so free

it scares the chained and the weak

You’re stuck in your cubicle mindset

I’m the open book

You cannot stop yourself from admitting

That you desperately want to escape too

From a place that wasn’t made for you