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Apr 2016
I want to be free,
Like a squirrel choosing between many trees,
not like a man on one knee.
Like a seagull hovering near the ocean breeze
not like a mouse trying to get cheese.
I want to be free.

Not listening to orders like some drone
or trying to sell things over the phone;
I want to create my own throne all homegrown,
Not lying to myself and others with no backbone
or hearing my failures through a megaphone
I want to be free.

But what does that really mean?
It's not something given in your genes.
Is it doing what you want whenever or
is it living in the wilderness on some clever endeavor forever?
Or just having enough to indulge in more than just a lean cuisine.
I want to be free, but there are no guarantees

I don't care if all my colleague's succeed
it doesn't mean much to me.
What good is a bachelor's degree with
all the debt attached in actuality?
Studying long hours, getting good grades,
just to be an interviewee?
Not for me, so hear my plea
I want to be free.

You need to be free, you should want to figure this out,
or else I fear you will forever be in a drought.
Feeling like something's missing,
but you don't know what.
You may think you know somewhat,
but just know there are no shortcuts.
You will not succeed if you hold great doubt,
so please just hear me out.

You just have to at least try to be free
and not care even if it doesn't work out.
I want to be free
Grant Horst
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Grant Horst  Wisconsin
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