They let me..... told me am free 2 go..
Dark... fear..sorrow... cry no more….
Take ur chance grab it b4 any1 knows
Here is ur life coming... it's all urs
i ran to that open door & hit a wall
Moved my hands in the air feeling it but not seeing at all
I rush from side to side
&my breath is cut with a cry
Was all that nothing... was it just a lie?
Un seen threads got my hands hardly tied
And my soul is trapped...yes I can't deny
On my knees... raising my hands up to the open skies
Wishing I could find peace... wishing I could fly
Wanna be set free outta my own mind…
Wondering is it a matter of time or more like a life style
Prison of my own thoughts, my weak beliefs, my two faced lies
Should I ask them 2 let go or ask myself
Who has the key of my prison? ? ?