I am as free as I want Like a daydreamer of today Gently a breeze carry’s my wonders Pass night cityscapers, and over desperate busybodies Then settling in brain depressions Imagine tomorrow being the same Paused In a Haze cycle
Is there a difference Between love long lost or Hate newly recognized Can they be balanced, maybe On a crystallized degrading iceberg Topped off with couples joining hands Cheering on and crying out But never heard by a mountain’s ear
Stalling the defining problems Of what love is and who needs it Akin to Swirls of Florida clouds Not unlike heart guts spilling out Let’s be free to choose While ditching Fees for dreams I want you to live in wonderland With my body you can be freedom
Being Free is a luxury for some and just dream for others. But love rather if lost or newly found is choice we could all make.