Revisited...
Once hurt, freedom seems so intangible
Tarnished and worn does my character seem to me
Knowing the gleam from within needs to be seen
Yet, tattered and bruised my outlook found fleeting
Just at the thought, at the sound, at a feeling
Of another one of those little "welcome to life" beatings
Oh to be free, to seek and know mind.
To know that this too shall someday pass with the time
Oh to be free, to feel my worth building
To know that a blink won't reveal that I'm bleeding
Oh to feel something, to know that its there
That emotion deep in me that needs to repair
Oh I know something, I know it for real
That freedom is coming and I am prepared.
Yes I am the hurt, and now liberated
My character revealed through the shape I have taken
My light breaking through for all to partake in
Destroyed and rebuilt, my outlook renovated
Rightness of thought, piece of mind, what a feeling
Just in time, make it through, I have LIFE! Oh how freeing!
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