I am set free, I am just gonna breathe,
The fresh air that I am being exposed to.
I'll fly away like a bird, Run away like a horse,
Hair waving in the breeze. Being who I am.
I'll never let go of my identity,
Know that I have discovered it,
Being crazy, being lazy, being pulled up when things get hazy,
Dreaming on those clouds, Wishing on the stars,
Living life the way I want.
Outside in a forest I'll find my creativity.
Here in the wilderness sleeping under the sun,
I know that it would be fun, The green green grass,
The pale blue sky, fresh air racing by,
Spinning in circles welcome to my life.
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