My heart thump not from being nervous
Sometimes I'm thinking God made me special here on purpose
So all the while 'til I'm gone make my words important so
If I slip away, if I die today the last thing you remember won't
Be about some apple bottom jeans with the boots with the fur
Baby how I dream of being free since my birth
Cursed but the demons I confronted would disperse
Have you ever heard of some shit so real
Beyond from the heart, from the soul you can feel

The idea of being free either scares people or enlightens them
For me, I want to be free
I ask myself why I go through the things I do and then I remind myself to be strong
I sometimes break down and cry and I hate it
I hate crying and I hate showing weakness but you need to sometimes
You need to let go and just breathe just let out every demon
I've thought about it and everyone was put here for a purpose
I believe their is a reason behind everything
Every small detail has a purpose a reason and just ask yourself why
But then think about the lessons you will learn, the mistake that you will not redo
The people you will meet and the hearts you will touch