Let Me Be Free Poem by Evan Skora

The echos inside,
Echo from side to side,
My brain can't take it anymore,
My body is breaking down to the core.


I wish I could tell you,
Why wont it be free,
I wish I could tell you,
The truth about me.


Being different is not the matter,
It is the fact
That most of you,
Are the same.


If I said hello,
It was a lie,
If I said goodbye,
I could dropp it on a dime.


The heart wants
What the soul hates,
The mind pounds,
Reverberating the sin.


Do you see a face,
Or a mask,
Do you see the painted smile
A curse so wicked and vile.


I'm sorry you were blind,
I regret being so kind,
The soul is now set free,
Please, don't cry over me,
Let me,
Be free.