Am I Free - Poem by warila jerrold
Am I free? Free to believe what I want to believe.
Free to be who I want to be without judgment.
Am I truly free? Or am I trapped within, confined to live out this death sentence.
Is anyone really free? Or is that just what they tell us.
What defines freedom and by who's reality does it truly affect.
Freedom is by no means free...
Freedom is a state of mind.
Nothing more, nothing less...
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